i need new material

it's Monday

at the busy office building,

the elevator

is nearly full, but i manage

to slip

in, giving the appropriate

amount

of apologies.

sorry,

sorry, whoops, didn't

mean to bump

you or

step on your foot,

or your little

dog.

sorry.

what floor someone says?

any floor,

i tell the grumpy

man, looking

at his watch.

just hit all the buttons,

i tell him.

thank you.

i'm just retired

and i'm observing how you

people live.

i need new material.