You ever have one of those days? Kinda zoned out. Seemingly on autopilot as you execute some mundane task. Well, the other day, for the third time since I moved into my place, I pressed “12” in the elevator for no apparent reason. I live on the seventh floor. But years of working on the twelfth floor of my office building clearly has programmed my brain to press “12” in those zoned out moments.
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