“If your furniture, appliances, and other inanimate objects at home had feelings and emotions, to which item would you owe the biggest apology?” -The Daily Post
As I walked into my dorm today, someone was exiting the elevator right when I was about to walk on. I didn’t have to press the button or wait – I just walked right on! As the doors closed and I went up to my floor, I thought to myself, “I kind of feel bad for elevators… They never catch a break!”
One person gets off and another gets on.
I suppose it’s only appropriate that I send my apologies (and gratitude) to the elevators of my dormitory who work tirelessly to transport myself and others to our respective floors.