I was on my way to the lobby, after a wonderful night out with my girls when you entered the elevator.
You, just an average looking young business man with a suit case.
I did not even give you a second look.
That is until you turned your back and I saw your Medtronic pump hooked on your belt.
And at that very second you started to shine like a T1 beacon you were to me.
I wanted to say something to you, for some reason I wanted to make that connection.
So I quickly went through a few of my options (in my head of course) of what clever (not crazy) thing I could say to you...
"Hey nice pump!!"...no that's dumb!!
"So when were you diagnosed?"...hmmm maybe to personal?
"Hey I see you have a pump? My daughter is starting her pump next week?"
Ya, that's good!!
That may have worked... if I was not soooo hung over and looking like death.
As you arrived at your floor and the elevator doors closed I felt like I missed out on something?
But at least you made me smile and reminded me of my dear Cara.
Maybe next time Mr. Elevator Man!