The DU Lounge

I was on my way to work. I parked my car, and went into the elevator lobby and pushed the up button so I could go to my office on the 21st floor.

An elevator came, it opened, and an older lady stood there looking perplexed until the doors closed, and up she went. I again pushed the up button. The same elevator arrived, with the same woman. I said, “Ma’am, this is the parking level.” No response, the doors closed, and she was off again.

Again I pushed the button, and got the same elevator out of four; what are the chances, three times in a row. Again, I told her it was the parking level and asked what floor she wanted — as the doors closed a third time.

The fourth time, I stepped up, put my arm in the elevator to hold the doors open, and asked if she wanted parking. She said I was rude and to get out of her way!