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ESCALATOR FEUD

ALM No.89, May 2026

SHORT STORIES

Calvin Chamblee

4/21/20261 min read

white concrete building
white concrete building

Today was a good day. I went for a walk, ate a breakfast that tasted really good, went shopping for myself, and even went to visit my mother in the hospital. As I got on the elevator, I thought to myself that nothing could ruin this day.

“What’s up nerd!” said Brad.

I was wrong.

“Hey Brad,” said Bruce

“What’s the matter? You seem a bit angry Brucy.”

“Try getting bullied for most of your high-school days and see how you feel about it.”

“Oh come on, you’re still angry about that. That was ages ago.”

“Whatever, just get in. What floor?”

“Two.”

This is one awkward elevator ride.. Why can’t this thing go any faster? Out of nowhere, Brad looks at me and begins laughing.

“What’s so funny?”

“I just think it’s funny how even after all these years, you still look and sound like a nerd.”

“And I think it’s funny that you still have poor hygiene. Even after all these years you still smell like horse poop.”

“Oh, so the nerd has a backbone. Finally decided to stop being a wimp after all these years huh?”

I can feel my blood begin to boil as I begin to grow more annoyed. So much so that you’d probably burn yourself if you tried to touch me. As I begin to make a fist in my hand, the elevator then reaches the second floor.

“Haha, see you around nerd.”

I was relieved after he finally got off, and I was glad the elevator stopped when it did because if it didn’t, then I would’ve probably done something that I would’ve regretted. After that incident, I went home and meditated for a while to calm myself and then finished some chores and went to sleep. Since that day I promised myself that I would never get that angry ever again, especially if it makes me do something that I know I’ll regret.