|The Apartment (1960)|
Please note: 50 years ago!
Every day I see people rushing for the elevator and every day the old me would hold the door open for them with a friendly smile. Then, every day someone would get on the said elevator and totally ignore me. Like I’m not there at all! No “thank you”, smile not even a nod.
Get this. One person said to me “9”. That’s it! Just “9”. Excuse me…..but what movies have you been watching? Am I wearing a starched uniform and little white gloves? Do you hear me saying in a nasal voice “which floor please”? Now they have new fangled things where you can just press the number yourself and voila! Job done.
I know everyone has a lot on their minds but I’m sure the exact same people will notice when I let the elevator door slam close right on their noses. I’m sure they’ll write a blog about how rude people are not to hold the elevator door open. Well, there you go. Two different points of view – on the inside looking out, and on the outside looking in.
PS We don't have this problem in Paris. The elevator only holds two people so manners not required.