Late night conversations in elevators are often entertaining. People have loose lips after a few drinks or when hooking up after a date. Tonight, in my condo elevator, I heard a woman tell her partner she’d fantasized about punishing some work colleague after tying him up with her scarves. I think she meant it to be an unpleasant experience for him, but somehow it didn’t sound like it to me. I resisted the urge to be the skeevy guy in the elevator with an inappropriate comment, and stuck to a ‘have a goodnight’ and a wide smile.
Most of my work fantasy’s consist of me not being there while still getting paid. That’s the kind of fantasy I can really get behind. Perhaps I should enhance them with an aggressive female boss who punishes me for not turning up (while I’m still still getting paid).
