Mounds or Almond Joy?

Sometimes I feel like taking the elevator. Its usually when I'm lethargic and my brain is weary from a full days work. The elevator is a welcomed pause between work and deciding what to eat for supper.

Other days I feel energetic and the elevator seems like a slow way to get to the parking lot. I have the option of taking the stairs from my basement office up and out the front of the building, but the elevator leads to a door that lets out directly into the parking lot. Thus going around from the front of the building to the parking lot seems counter-productive.

The door to the stairs right next to the elevator seem so inviting, except that there is a large sign that reads: WARNING, fire alarm will sound if this door is opened. The embarrassment of setting off the fire alarm simply because I was too impatient to wait for the elevator door to open just isn't my style.

The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence isn't it?

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