The man next to me hit the door close button. It started to slide closed, but just before it hit, it slid back open again.
The kid walked in and hit the button for 6. "Sorry, I'm slow."
The man looked at him. "You're slow, or the elevator's slow?"
The kid looked up. "Um, no, I'm slow."
The man stared at him for a moment, and then asked, "Is that your vision of yourself? That you're slow?"
The kid stammered, "No, no, uh.."
"So why", the man continued, "would you announce to us that you are slow, if that isn't your vision of yourself?"
"Uh... No... I meant that..." The door opened on 6. "...I was slow getting to the elevator..." the kid mumbled, and walked off.
I stared at the man.
"No, you're slow." I thought with a sigh, and turned back to the door. "Idiot."