Several weeks ago the Micro manager was scheduled for an ultrasound at the local lab. Neither one of us were in great condition. I had just had my surgery. Her mobility is not good. It was icy.
I tried to find a parking spot that was close to the entrance and the least ice.
When her appointment ended she was in another part of the building. We walked back but were on the wrong floor. Oh there's an elevator! Great!
What the Micro Manager wants to do at times does not fit with the plan. So instead of going out the door to where the car was closest, she got it in her head to go down a floor and out another door. For some reason she thought this was the best route.
Well we got on the elevator and the fun started. It must have been an elevator from pioneer days. The controls were two egg size buttons. One for up and one for down. So right away we started experimenting. There was nothing to tell you where you were. We went up and down for a while. Then the debate started and it got louder and louder. Finally, we got to the floor we were looking for but couldn't see how to open the door. Staff were outside yelling and trying to tell us what to do. Finally, we clicked on something and the door opened. When we stepped out, I said, "I'm not with her!"
Staff could hardly stop themselves from laughing but kept it together. I'm sure they had a big laugh when we left..
I've never been on an elevator with so few instructions. I'm sure many people have the same experience we did.
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