Have you seen Jerry?

Today, I was waiting for the elevator in my work building. And then one of the elevator doors opened and there was this dude like standing on the top of the elevator in the open shaft. He goes, "Jerry?...Jerry?" I remain quiet. He asks me, "Have you seen Jerry?" I replied, "No I haven't seen Jerry." He replied, "Oh." He stood there in the elevator, just standing there.

Probably a minute had passed, no elevator. So we're both standing there...waiting. Me waiting for an elevator. Him waiting for Jerry, whoever Jerry was. He asks me, "So, how are you today?" I'm a little you know...like...weirded but I'm polite, so I say "I'm good...you know. You?" He replied, "Oh yeah. All right." Another awkward pause. 2 minutes since I pressed the elevator button. This is insane.

In my head, I thought I'm being rude; I should make conversation. But since I'm awkward, the phrase to come out of my mouth was: "So do you like tea?" What? What in the world is wrong with me? He replied, with a smile, "I'm more a coffee person. Can't start my day without it." I said, "Oh me too actually." He giggled (yes, giggled) said, "Well then you should have asked me about coffee." Ding! Elevator.

I hate you Jerry.