BananaMan

This past Monday morning, while waiting in the lobby of my summer internship office building, I stood biting the straw of my large iced-coffee with milk (no sugar) and waited for the elevator to take me the 36th Floor.

Bing!

The number 36 lit up and I started packing away my ipod. Someone came into the elevator. As I raised my head from feet up, I noticed first: large legs in khaki colored suit pants, then his left hand holding three bananas. Three. I continued moving my eyes upwards and saw that he had a round middle and balding head. Thin-rimmed glasses. My mind started wandering as I continued chewing my straw.

"Three bananas...how many bananas does one really need throughout the day?"

Scenarios ran through my head.

#1. My buddy, here, just really loves bananas. He eats one for breakfast, one with lunch, and then one later as a snack.

#2. Buddy has two other pals in his office and all three are potassium deficient.

#3. He works in a test kitchen working on recipes and they needed extra bananas?

#4. Buddy is an avant-garde sculptor, who carves animals out of fruit. Par Example: http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w199/dugvince/untitled8.jpg

#5. He's an Ad man, like in MadMen, and his Creative Team is working on a Dole Campaign.

#6. Buddy has OCD and it's a ritual of his to buy three of the same kind of fruit every morning.

#7. He likes to play jokes on people and leave the peels around the office, but the office is fully carpeted.

#8. Buddy works for a lab that does testing on monkeys and apes, so he was just buying them breakfast.

#9. He was raised in the tropics and likes to surround himself with objects from back home. He also has a mosquito net around his desk.

Buddy got off before me on the 33rd floor.

#10. I guess he just really likes the number 3.