I got on the elevator with two other administrative worker bees today only to overhear one say to the other
“This is my second trip down to the murder room today.”
Now, that is an observation that could stop you in your tracks. I looked at her and asked “What???”
“Well,” she explained. “Not just the murder room, it’s the group sex room too.”
And then the elevator doors opened onto my floor. I got out and turned around, holding the door open and waited a split second for further information, which was not forthcoming.
I think I need to learn a little more history about this building.