Tallerists - 0, Me - 1

23 September 2007 at 21:40
Today I was A Bowling Ball

A couple weeks ago I had one of the greatest triumphs in my war against tallerists.

Set the scene by picturing a flock of 6 tallees waiting for the elevator; picture the elevator arriving with about 8 occupants in it (including myself) all trying to get out.

So the longer legged co-works exit the car and head on about their business. The flock of 6 are impatient and begin their attempts to enter the car - long before all those wanting to exit have been able to do so.

Where am I? Stuck at the back of the elevator car cos I don't have as much pushing power as the big uns...

Unlike the flock of 6 - I know how to wait patiently... I've had it drummed into me through the feet of multitudes of tallerists who couldn't be asked to look down and see me.

The occupants are all out - save me... and of course, the flock of 6 haven't seen me... they all advance upon the car at once... and I realise that if I don't make a move now - I'll miss my stop and end up travelling back upstairs with the flock!

I took a deep breath and ran towards the sliding doors as fast as I could.

They never saw me coming!

I can only imagine the looks of shock and confusion that accompanied their cries of pain as I morphed into a bowling ball and collided with their knees and shins... PA POW!

Boy did I have fun!

I knocked them over left right and centre... and since I'd picked up speed despite the collisions, I managed to disappear around the corner before they could grab and throttle me!

My last glance as I looked over my shoulder - before disappearing - was the sight of the decimated flock of 6, tumbling into the elevator car, moaning and clutching at their shins and knees... bewilderment and rage etched across their faces.

The fight is on!