16/3/2007 - A Piece of Elevator Story

My family ate out at a nearby restaurant which is located on the fourth floor of a building. We entered the building¡¯s elevator after another group of four people. Then a woman of the group suddenly asked: ¡°which floor?¡± when I stepped into the elevator.

I replied with a smile: ¡°the fourth floor.¡±

The woman was surprised with a scornful tone: ¡°I didn¡¯t ask you. I am not an elevator attendant.¡±

I said: ¡°I know you are not an attendant.¡±

The woman said with a teasing smile: ¡°why did you think I asked you then? I was asking my family.¡±

I simply replied: ¡°oh, I thought you asked me simply out of politeness.¡±

Then the elevator reached the fourth floor and we walked out.

16/3/2007 - Wierd woman