||[Jul. 11th, 2016|09:50 pm]
the elevator is never reaching the lobby. Rather a subdued birthday for me this year as last week was full of depressing news stories and last week was also crazy hot. On the hottest day, I left a meeting at City Hall and then got stuck in the elevator with 15 other people. The elevator itself wasn't stuck, happily roaming from floor to floor, but never stopping at a floor to open the doors. Throughout this, two guys were animatedly chatting to each other never noticing that |
Finally, we get to the lobby. I walk down to the train station, then up to my platform. And then I collapse, in the most embarrassingly dramatic, slow motion style possible. The heat + the closeness of the elevator turned my legs rubbery somehow.
But this is the nice part. I fall, drop stuff. Four people instantly stop rushing for the train and come over. South Asian man picks up my transit card. Black woman picks up my purse. White dude stands behind me, offering a hand if I need it. Pregnant Asian lady hovers to see if she can help. None of them speak, they are all just hovering to make sure I'm okay, which I am. I thank them all and then once I'm on my feet, we rush off in our separate directions. It's a very Toronto moment.
Today is the birthday of my Forever Crush, whom age does not wither.
The photo before the cut is via Michael's uncle, who has a radio show about caring for pets. He helped Michael find Irv. Here's the Uncle with a lot of cats.
Michael's friends posted birthday pics for him.
And the trailer for Impastor S2 came out today! Looks exciting. Hello, gorgeous.
Strapped to chair; I approve.
Michael did a live facebook post. This t-shirt refers to a baseball player but I don't care. I just like seeing "Tom" on his chest.
The elevator was probably having so much fun going up and down ("Wheeeeeee!") that it forgot it was supposed to stop to let people on and off.
Once I fainted briefly on a half full train and when I came round people were merely eyeing me with suspicion, obviously wondering what on earth I was doing. Another time I was in a crowd of commuters heading down to the platform and I skidded on paper and nearly did an involuntary splits - the man next to me muttered "You all right?" whilst continuing to look ahead for the quickest route through the crowd. Both of these I feel were very London reactions!
Heh, London's a tough crowd. That must have been awfully disorienting, to faint on a train. I can see how you would - it's very hot and airless down there.
To be fair to London, I once took a spill near my bank downtown (rough corner) and the locals went right on doing what they were doing - yelling at the sky, staring into space and digging in a garbage can - and didn't acknowledge me at all, which made it less embarrassing actually. If nobody saw it, it didn't happen.