Saturday, January 23, 2010

Could you hold that door please? Please?

So I've always joked that whenever I'm in a elevator and some guy comes running up with his hands full screaming "Can you hold that door please?" that I was gonna pretend to push the open button, but just jam the empty spot next to it instead, and look at him apologetically. It was only a joke though, I'm not that mean.
Luckily, not all people are as cruel as I am though, which is surprising since this week's blog entry takes place in Nashville, a relatively large town. So I'm in a building with eleven stories, I need to get to the seventh one. Usually not that hard of a task. You push a button, listen to some awful tune in a small chamber, and poof you're on the correct floor.
Anyway, my father wanted me to bring him Taco Bell (disgusting restaurant) and I was on my way to bring it too him on the seventh floor. Well, there are six 7 elevators in a row, so naturally I thought "shouldnt take too long for me to catch one." Long story short, I was wrong. One finally came, but I got pushed to the back by fifteen other people, so I didn't catch it. The next one came, and the another gentlemen (who had been waiting just as long) and I got aboard. I then noticed...that particular elevator only goes to floor six. In retrospect I could have rode to six then walked up one story...but this blog isn't about my idiocracy (I used that because I know its not a word.) it's about politeness. By this point my hands are dying from supporting five people's worth of taco bell. So I get off the stupid elevator, and so does the other gentlemen because he had to go to the eighth story.
Well another elevator (that went to all the floors arrived) and a couple of, there's no other word to describe them hooligans, jumped on before us. When they turned and saw us standing there, three of them jumped off apologizing and saying we were there first. Okay so maybe not hooligans...they looked like gangstas or whatever there called nowadays though. Me and the gentlemen got on, and i wished him a good day.


Maybe not all gangstas are terrible people...

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