Amber and I were riding the elevator to the employee picnic today, as were a lot of other people. We entered the elevator, and made our way to the back, I said to her "Two, please." She responded by saying "Four, please." The lady in front of the elevator kindly pushed both. Now this would have been a normal day in elevator etiquette, except that Amber and I were quoting a movie. We were neither going to floor two or floor four. We were going to one. After we didn't get off on four or two, there was an awkward silence pervading the elevator where everyone kept looking at us and wondering why we had requested floors we did not want.
Amber and I, of course, thought we were hilarious!
I think elevator etiquette is such an odd phenomenon in and of itself. I love how everyone faces forward and pretends everyone else isn't there, looking up like those doors are a Picasso. It really is a strange, unspoken sort of societal more.
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