Thursday, June 19, 2008

Blimey!


I began my decent down the middle of an empty public staircase. I had only progressed about two steps when a skinny guy in his twenties, wearing shaggy blond hair, dark jeans, and a soccer jacket began to ascend the middle of the staircase. Naturally I veered to my right in order to let him pass uninhibited. At the same time, however, he veered to his left. We were now on course for an awkward collision, so I quickly moved to my left as he strode confidently ahead. Who moves to their left to let someone pass?! Then I heard him answer his cell phone. He had a British accent. It all made sense.