Elevator

illustration of open elevator doors with padded blanket hanging on the farthest wall

Part of me says I need to leave and not enter this elevator. All the horror movies in existence serve as reliable evidence that this elevator is not a good idea. It will not take me to my destination. The more rational part of me says I need to get into the elevator so I can continue on my journey to the destination. And stairs are not an option. Getting chased up or down a flight of stairs is a terrifying scenario I have thought about on occasion.

I end up taking the elevator. Everything turns out okay. There’s some line about the only thing to fear is fear of falling down an elevator shaft. Or something. 

Bathroom

illustration of a paper towel dispenser and one crumpled paper towel on the floor

More often than not, I’m in a bathroom where the previous occupant left a crumpled piece of paper towel on the floor. I often pick it up and throw it away because I worry the occupant after me will see me exit and think I’m the slob who left it.

In the instance pictured, I ended up leaving the paper towel on the floor. I was too preoccupied with taking the picture and forgot my concern about looking like a slob.