Man In Elevator

Coming back up from my daily coffee break that happens at about 3:15 every day (which actually now is a trip to 7-11 where snacks on snacks can <and are> be purchased) when a guy got in the elevator with my co-worker and I. My co-worker and I were shooting the breeze when the guy got it, swiped his badge and hit his floor number (below mine). He then adjusted his shoulder strap on his laptop case, backed up against the wall of the elevator, and leaned his head back against the wall. While doing this he closed his eyes, and grimaced as though someone had wrapped their hands around his testicles and squeezed as hard as they could. I believe I heard a noise that was made by this internal pain. Then, I realized what it really was. He was just simply on his way back to work. The recognition of this was enough to cause his body to convulse and try to protest against the impending nightmare that he was about to reconvene in his office. All this happened in the time it took to go up three floors, he adjusted his bad, threw on a smile, and walked out the elevator.