I love Elevators

Going down for breakfast this morning it occurred to me how funny elevators are and can be.

First, there is this stifled silence that immediately settles in an elevator filled with people who don't know each other, if there are however people who do know each other, they talk as though their teeth are clamped together. Bad breath? Maybe....

To make matters worse, if there happens to be someone in need of a shower or a good helping of deodorant, the stifled silence is accompanied with a choking smell. How sweet!!

By the time the elevator reaches the ground floor, everyone jumps out as if to avoid the plague.

I really do love elevators, more amusing to me is the human response to an obviously uncomfortable situation in which the expectation is quiet endurance.

The only telltale signs are the pressed lips and not so straight face. LOL

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  1. UnknownJune 30, 2012 at 5:31 PM

    i have been in the elevator with the author once. despite being one of my bosses, it was a graveyard!!!

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