Elevator
I take it to the 5th floor, and when people get in and they are just going to floor 2 or 3 I pretend to get annoyed... In my head I grumble and roll my eyes. I don't do it in real life because I am scared of everything. But in my head I am totes a movie-cliche popular girl.
Just now, in the elevator was me and a girl going to the 7th floor. And I could feel her huffing and shuffling her papers and being annoyed. Not in real life, but like her head communicating to my head.
Also, I don't usually drink sodas, but sometimes I have an ice cold Coca Cola Classic as a pick me up. Today I needed a pick me up. I know my boss right now doesn't drink soda. So when she came over to talk to me I kind of hid my Coca Cola.
I have people pleasing issues.
The girl in the cube behind me is going on a trip (I know because shes talking on the phone about it). She's bringing curling rollers, a flat iron, a curling iron, and tons of hairspray.