This has nothing to do with anything but I told my friend I'd blog about it. We stayed at the Embassy Suites this past week. We had daily complimentary breakfast (continental, hot buffet and specially ordered omelettes). On our last day we were going back to our room after the usual hearty breakfast and all the elevators were packed. We took one that was going down just to get on one. On the first floor, three people came in. There was a beeping sound and the elevator wouldn't budge. One of the three newcomers said that the elevator didn't seem to like them and got off. We were all puzzled by this because the sign said the weight limit was 3000 pounds. Here's a recap of the dialogue: (if memory serves me right)
Female passenger: We can't be 3000 pounds.
My friend: I've never seen an elevator do that.
Me: So judgmental... ( laughter from fellow passengers)
We got back to the second floor and a family got on. Same thing happened. So the mother got off and the father said he'd take the kids up.
Father: I told her she needs to go on a diet. (laughter)
Me: Maybe it was too much breakfast buffet. (laughter)
It was a pleasant way to start the day. It reminded me of an old Garfield comic strip where he got on their talking scale and the scale said:" please step off. Only one person at a time." (or something like that).
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