It’s such a small thing, but I get really annoyed when someone pushes an already-lit elevator call button. This morning I was waiting for the elevator [having pushed the button just the one time], when another man came up and pushed it also. And not just once–he pushed it three or four times in quick succession. I’ll be honest, I wanted to smack him.
He can only be doing this for one of two reasons:
1.) He is so impatient and/or stupid that he thinks the speed of the elevator is directly proportional to the amount of times the elevator button is hit. If so, his barrage of button pushes would have jolted all current passengers as the elevator began its deathly plunge toward the lobby.
2.) He thinks I’m an idiot. As if I don’t know the purpose of a call button and just wait there until an elevator randomly opens before I am able to get on. It makes me want to say, "Well lookey there! The BUTTON makes this here magical box work?!"
In more unearthly news, Paige and I are meeting up with Liz at the hotel tonight and are going to have another go at the ghost hunting. I chalk this up to the inordinate amount of online Ghosthunters episodes that we have been watching lately. We’re going to take some sound equipment to catch some EVPs [electronic voice phenomenon, for you non-professionals out there] and some digital cameras. And probably some playing cards, but that’s more for our entertainment than for the ghost hunting. I shall post all about our adventures, which may or may not be based on reality.
- Elevator 1, Teri 0
- Who Indeed?