Saturday, February 28, 2009

Show Some Love, In an Elevator

why? great googly moogly why? why is it that when people get on an elevator all conversations cease? its o.k. to keep conversating if you and a friend get on an elevator and there is a person on it you don't know. i was on an elevator the other day and four ladies got on. when the doors opened i could hear the head lady (not the leader, the lady with a huge head) chatting ab the cookout she was at last weekend. she made a quip and the other three ladies started giggling, but as they crossed the threshold of the elevator the laughter stopped. and we rode up four floors in total silence. when they reached the floor of destiny, they all stepped off and as their legs stepped onto non-moving floor, the conversation picked up right where they left off. the potato salad. its kinda rude to treat me like a commie spy. i know its a confined area, but you can say, "hey. hows it goin?" or even just keep the conversation going.
just do it people. be polite on an elevator. together we can change this crappy social rule. farting is still banned though.

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