I don’t get it…

I live in Chicago. I work in advertising. I find myself in elevators for a good portion of my day. Because of this, I have come to realize there are certain elevator taboos and stigmas. Whether social or psychological, elevators tend to be a source of anxiety for most people. There is an unspoken etiquette on elevators that people are expected to abide by. I try my best to break these rules in innovative and unique ways. I do this for two reasons: 1.) It is very entertaining to take people out of their comfort zone in a confined inescapable place. 2.) There are lessons to be learned from these short trips into the sky. The following blog is an account of what can be derived when one becomes an observer of the elevator and realizes that elevators are fun.