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25 Kingston Elevator snob
I currently work at Visible Measures as part of the Analytics Services team. The Analytics Services team works on the left-hand, front corner of a brick office building buried in downtown Boston amongst bustling busybodies busting with brainstorms. Amid one brainstorm I was having I saw a young lady scrambling for her keys to get into our office building on her way to another office. I decided to give her a hand while I waited for the elevator. I never would have thought that this simple act of kindness would amount to a situation fresh from a page in the Larry David playbook. I tried to be nice and it went downhill, I felt bad so I wrote a Craigslist “Missed Connection” in order to apologize. The post reads as follows:
“25 Kingston Elevator Snob (Downtown Boston)
To the girl with the blond hair and the Dunkin’ iced coffee. A couple weeks ago I let you into the office building we both work and then tried to let you on the elevator but the door closed and I felt like a huge jerk. I very much apologize that the door closed way too fast and I didn’t hold it open in time. It was a strange occurance and kind of awkward to see the look on your face as the door closed and I was caught like a deer in the headlights scrambling to hit the hold button, but it was too late. In any case I am very sorry, it was early and my reaction time is not the best in the morning. I hope you can forgive me and next time I will be sure to hesitate when pressing the button to my floor. Although I’m not going to lie it was a bit funny, something you would expect to see in an episode of Seinfeld. ”
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Scott said:
Here’s what happens next: You get a response, and you offer to take her out for coffee to make amends. You forget your wallet. She pays. She leaves her purse. You offer to pick it up. You go to the coffee shop, but there were two purses left there that day. You don’t have her phone number so you can’t call to ask which one it is. You go home and write her an email. She responds and you head back minutes after the coffee shop closes. You go back the next day (why didn’t she just go get it at this point) and pick it up. You meet with her as she’s leaving the building for lunch. She’s about to get into a cab, sets her purse in the back seat, and turns to thank you. During a moment of awkward small talk someone else hops into the cab and she turns around just in time to see it take off down the street, with her purse still inside.
Lets hope none of that happens. 
Adam said:
Scott, that is an awesome storyline in perfect Seinfeld-esk style. I commend you. I agree with Al, TV would be a good start I think you god room in the stars, kid.
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