Skydiving With Elephants

24 July 2007

He looked at me like I'd just suggested he go tandem skydiving with an elephant as his instructor, then shook his head, swivelled his chair around, resumed tapping at keys.

I shrugged, said 'what?', rolled my chair over beside him. His fingers poised, his head raised, his mouth opened as if he was about to share a thought.

But instead, he kept it to himself.

I wondered, What was his problem? I was only trying to help.

Then I remembered: he was afraid of heights. And elephants.

 


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