Alone With Two Zombies In An Elevator

So, there I am, I walk into the elevator at work, and there are two twenty-something women standing there, their faces glued to their cellphones, as if there was something of urgent, possibly emergency or life-saving importance contained on those screens.

“Oh, I pushed the wrong number,” the one zombie said to the other, half-focused.

There was brief communication between the two female zombies.

Being that I do not have a cellphone, I make a joke, “I feel out of place. I don’t have a device.”

The one zombie looks up for a fraction of a second, no response, and then reglues her head to her cellphone.

I was alone in the elevator with two zombies.

It was horrifying.

Curtis Smale

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