The Rockstar feeling

Today, during lunch break, I was waiting in the foyer for the elevator. The elevator stopped, and I noticed there were four guys in it already from the top floor. Funnily enough they seemed to be wearing some sort of dark hoodies, hood up. As I stepped in, conspicuous in my peach T shirt, they politely moved to the four corners. I was carrying a grandfather umbrella rolled up. Now, I am no skinny female, nor was I wearing pink lipstick glitter, nor silver/blonde hair, but hey! for those 15 seconds to the groundfloor, I felt like a rockstar, waiting for the curtain to go up!!

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