Common Courtesy Series: The Elevator Man

Once upon a time elevators had captains.  The Captain sat on a stool by the number panel. "Floor?" he'd say, as you stepped aboard and pressed the number for your floor. He always held the door for his passengers to step out before the ones waiting got on.

Without the Elevator Man, common courtesy has gone down the shaft. These days, getting on and off elevators is a free-for-all. When an elevator door opens, it's a rush to get to the other side, bodies dodging and pushing and rushing, pushing buttons to close the door. Are we in that big of a hurry? Another elevator is seconds away. Step aside people.

Dear Otis, please bring back the Elevator Man.

Love,

Claustrophic Passenger