A large crowd of you gets on the elevator, so many of you that you actually begin to hear that beeping sound elevators make when you’re too fat and its all like “OMG dudes, get off me!” As people begin to walk in, they glance over at the elevator buttons to see the 8th and 9th floor buttons lit up and make their way in without pushing anything. And just as the door is about to close, that guy comes in and presses number 2.
Wow, guy. Some nerve. I mean yeah I’d understand if you’re limping around in crutches or in a wheel chair. I MIGHT let it pass if you’re seriously obese, but you’re a perfectly healthy 22-year old taking the elevator to go up one floor.
So the rest of you guys sigh and mentally curse out the guy. Some may even share glances with one another in disapproval and validating their anger. Or, if you’re like me, you’ll actually chuckle, soon to be followed by some mild laughter from the other people who know what I’m talking about.
Don’t be that guy.
From yesterday’s post:
Do you guys like checking yourselves out on windows?
Hey, it happens. The driver must’ve been so confused!