Today I got the biggest shock of my life yet.
It's 4.30am in the morning, and I'm just about to leave home. When the lift door opens, my heart almost died on me. There's this dead man, or looks like it to me, lying on his side in a curled up position. His keys are on the floor, and his slippers nearby. It looks like as though he's been robbed and killed in the tussle. And it doesnt help that Im alone and it's dark and its eerily quiet, i mean it's 4.30AM, the roosters dont even crow that early.
But anyway no worries, the guy is NOT dead. He's just DEAD DRUNK. I know that because that bloody guy is snoring away and this is Singapore, people dont nap in elevators under normal circumstances. WTHell!
And the worst part? The lift he's sleeping in happens to be the lift that keeps coming to my floor. So I have to creep up into that lift, press a high floor button to send the lift far away so that I can successfully summon the other lift. I tell you, if this drunk bastard suddenly wakes up when Im pressing the button in his lift, I'll really FREAK OUT.
When I came back 2hrs half later, he's gone. Better be, otherwise..