So the building put up a camera in the elevator. Since I'm about 50% special, I forget this every freaking time I'm in it.
For some reason I have an uncontrollable urge to check myself out in the elevator mirror when I'm in it "alone." I check my teeth. I give that thing on my forehead a little scratch. I even pick my wedgies.
Of course right after I remember I'm being watched. Hell, the screen sits right in front of the doorman and there is nothing else for them to look at.
Today was pretty sad. For some reason I looked at myself in the mirror and was checking out my weekend belly bulge from far too much meat and such. I did the whole girl stand straight, suck it in, stick it out, and suck it back in. I even checked out my boobs.
Oh well, I guess it was a little show for the bored doorman.