Peeved
I have a few pet-peeves. I admit it. But it seems that nothing really, REALLY bothers me until it happens – then I am truly peeved…For instance, I get peeved at people who take the elevator up just one measly flight of stairs. The part that really, really bothers me is when they are the last ones in the elevator. They make every one else wait then they get in and press “2”. So once the elevator doors finally close, you waste time stopping a few seconds later.
I live on the 10th floor, so this happens every now and then. Last night I was carrying my work bag, three bags of groceries, my mail and holding onto Minnie’s leash. This perfectly normal, healthy guy runs in the front door, yells out to hold the elevator, proceeds to chat with the doorman for a laugh and THEN graces me with his presence in the elevator only to hit “2”.
Dude, take the stairs next time.
posted by cateinthecity @ 5:23:00 PM
1 Comments:
I couldn't agree more. Someone did that in the elevator today at school...take the stairs why don't cha!
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