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Elevator Talk

No, I'm not referring to the elevator pitch.  (I'm definitely not good at talking about myself in 20 seconds.  Nope.)

 I mean elevator talk.  When you ride the elevator with people from your office who you may only ever talk to on the elevator.

 So here we go.  I work on the 19th floor and often leave at the same time as people who work on the other side of my floor.  I only see them/interact with them on the elevator...maybe the kitchen sometimes.

 Here's my guide:

 Monday: weekend recap talk
Tuesday: you may be able to squeeze in the weekend recap, weather 
Wednesday: this is the awkward day, it seems to go over well to ask how their week is going
Thursday: prep for the weekend
Friday: prep for the weekend, we made it through the week, I have found asking, 'How was your week?' is kind-of weird.

 Any day: weather (always safe)

 Had a big event?  You can ask about that weeks later.  (Sometimes I'll see people once/month ish.)

 I'm not one who likes to just stand on the elevator silently since it feels somewhat awkward to me.  So this is what I usually end up talking about and it works okay for me!  

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