Elevators. Three things:

1. Elevator etiquette dictates that the last one on is the first off.

2. People waiting to get on will repeatedly hit the button on the wall, as if this will make the elevator respond faster, despite the fact that it runs on electronics, and once the button on the wall is depressed once, subsequent depressions are in vain.

3. When the elevator reaches a floor at which someone wants to exit, the person usually moves closer towards the elevator’s doors, even though normally the elevator takes a moment to take a breath before opening itself to let the person out. The result is that the person wanting out must wait a few seconds longer and consequently looks like an idiot to the others who are staying in the elevator and who think to themselves “you fuckin dumbass, you were thinking you could just walk out as soon as you felt the elevator stop moving. But the doors stayed shut, retarding your forward advance, because elevator doors are not supermarket motion detector doors. and now you’re waiting impatiently for them to open like a fucking cunt.” Or maybe I’m the only one who thinks this.