going up?
Tokyo, 2007.07.24
At the office, the queues at the elevators are often a hundred people deep in the mornings. On arrival I discovered that one of the all-too-few elevators was out of commission and had been roped off. But as I stood there waiting, the roped-off elevator door quietly opened. The elevator itself had been darkened, and the only thing inside was a small stepladder. As I watched, the doors closed again. I suppose the stepladder had somewhere to be.