I had an odd experience as I was leaving the office yesterday. I was not paying as much attention as I should I walked to the elevator for our parking garage. However, as I got close, I could see a man stepping out. He was not very tall, old(er) and quite thin. I could see that the door was about to close (he had already walked out), so I figured I would ring for the next elevator. Yet, my eyes were focused on this guy, when I saw him stick his hand between the doors of the elevator to save it for me. I quickened my pace to get there.
The only problem with this gesture (which we’ve all made before), was that he was looking at me (not the elevator doors) and I could see that the elevator was clearly going to close on his hand. In a split second, as the door was almost closed, I grabbed his arm and pulled it out. I gasped out loud when I realized how close it was. I could feel the air from the door as his hand brushed the inside from how close they were to closing. At that moment, we both realized how close that was.
We stood there looking at each other. I asked if he was ok. He didn’t seem to speak english (or it wasn’t very clear, anyway). He immediately grabbed my hands and started to kiss them! Mind you, I am in the middle of the skyway at 4:00 p.m.!
All I could really could get was him saying, “I bless you. I bless you.” Then, he seemed to bow to me and the next thing I knew he was gone.
Clearly, one lesson for me is to watch when I stick my hand in the elevator door! It’s usually not my smartest move.
The other lesson, is to slow down. It’s hard for me to remember a time when I stood at an elevator, or on one, and haven’t grabbed my phone to check it. It’s the first thing I do. I never pay attention in those situations. But, had I been on my phone this time, I would have missed what he was doing and his hand could have been severely injured.
I guess I’d better pay more attention. I’ve got a weird feeling this event will come back to me in some way.
I hope you have a wonderful day!