The elevator is NEVER wrong! I just had the most surreal moment in the elevator. I got in and pressed the button for my floor. The elevator went up, the numbers counted up, it stopped at my floor, the doors opened...and it wasn't my floor. It wasn't even my company's floor; the elevator lobby was totally different. So, after a moment's hesitation, I got back in the elevator and rode it to the top and then back down, all the while trying to decide if by some unimagineable blunder I'd gone left instead of right and wound up in the wrong bank of elevators. My confused and tired mind couldn't make the logical steps to determine that if I was in the wrong elevator, the buttons would be numbered differently. Luckily, on the way back down the doors opened at my floor and it really was my floor. I'm still reeling though. There's not much worse in the morning than having the elevator be completely wrong. |