The elevator was full when the musky young chick squeezed in at six.
No one stared when she shifted all her weight left,
in a classic ‘one cheek sneak’ maneuver.
Expressions stoic, no one heard.
As one, we wrinkled our noses.
I got off at seven.
Another lift will be along soon.
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I’ve never heard of the “one cheek sneak.” Okay, I’ve never heard that name.
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Ummm…ewwww! 😉
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Now that’s just rude! And yeah, getting off at the next stop seems totally reasonable. Fun story!
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(Even has a bit of a left lift…congrats!)
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(pffft… didn’t work! Try this: https://bylrose.files.wordpress.com/2016/08/bronze-cheek-award.jpg)
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I love it! Thank you so much.
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