It finally happened. Just as I was leaving for the day the elevator door opened and there she was. And she was alone. I was caught off guard for a moment but I immediately realized I only had an elevator ride down to the lobby to make this happen so I just got in, let the door close, and said, “Hi, I’m Fletcher.”
I glanced a bit in her direction, but more or less stayed looking forward (i.e., practically no eye contact).
And apparently when someone introduces themselves, it’s a normal human reaction to respond in kind.
She said, “Michelle.”
“I’ve seen you before.” Stating the obvious but it’s a start.
“Yeah, I work at […].”
I told her where I worked.
Ding. We reached the lobby.
“Well, have a great weekend,” I said casually.
And that was it.
Possibly the shortest, most insignificant conversation ever, but it felt amazing! You know why? Because first of all, I did what I said I was going to do and took control of my destiny. Second, now I know her name, so the next time we see each other, we won’t be strangers. It won’t be weird to talk.
On the drive home, I wondered why this was such a huge thing. I mean, isn’t communication like this the most basic human skill? How did we lose this ability to talk to people?