The Fish (part 1)

I am not sure whether I have to write about the fish (again) this time. Kinda worried that I might (in a way) honor him for writing a lot of stories about him. The reason why I wrote this anyhow is that the day before the incident happened, a friend of mine called and we talked about the psychic powers and how we can sharpen it by doing exercises.Hmm...not too sure about exercising powers. To exercise the power, you have to be SURE that you DO have the power, right? She lured me into talking about me by saying that I have that power. Say what? I wasn't really sure till I experienced this.

I arrived at the office at around 2 and as usual I parked the car next to any car I saw. It so happened that it's the fish's car, engine on and windows open. At first, I wanted to wait till he stepped out of the car before I let myself out. Somehow I had this feeling that he would follow me around, just like what he usually does. Besides, I didn't want to be in contact in any way with him. But... what the %@*!!!I changed my mind. WRONG MOVE! As soon as I closed the car door, he closed his and we were moving towards the right direction, the elevators. I knew I should've trusted my feelings. But...HERE GOES! We both got into the elevator and I tried to manage a smile. When it stopped on the 3rd floor, the door opened and I stepped out of the elevator, the door suddenly closed, crushing my shoulders. It was quite hard! I thought I forgot to push the right button. I glanced at the door button. I had to glance twice because it was unbelievable. He PUSHED the 'close' button.... Again, he pushed the 'close' button when I tried the second time. JUST CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! Soooo... I yelled at the top of my lungs as if I had been angry to a toddler. I think everyone on the 3rd floor could hear to my yelling. This fish smiled and said, "You cannot get off here. You've gotta get off with me on the 4th floor." No apology whatsoever.... I don't need your smile! You #@%& *&^@%!!!!!!!!