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I got off the elevator in my apartment building only to realize that it was the wrong floor. The elevator was full of people and I was too proud to run back in and go to my floor. So instead I casually walked over to the stairwell and walked about 6 floors up to my apartment, the whole time wondering why it was that I felt that I coudln't get back on the elevator.
I know it doesn't seem that bad, but something like this usually happens to me at least every other day. I'm no good at using elevators, holding doors, or generally being graceful in public.
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