Yesterday I saw over at Metal Hygiene a classic prank from Allen Funt’s ‘Candid Camera’: the victims enter the elevator with three actors who employ unusual activities during the ride. It clearly illustrates the influence group behavior has on an individual, especially in tight spaces.
People aren’t so different from sheeps after all. This prank reminds me of something that happened to me a year ago or so, which I will call:
On My Way Up… I Think
Place: Building condo on my way to visit a friend
Date: Saturday afternoon
Time: 3 o’clock-ish
I enter the elevator lobby. A man comes in and faces the control panel. He pushes the button to his final destination, and says:
Rider: ‘Hello! How are ya?’
Me: ‘Oh. I’m fine, thanks… you?’
Rider: ‘Good, good. Where are you heading?’
Me: ‘Ninth floor, please. Thanks!’
The man doesn’t push the button, and mind you, the control panel is right in front of him. He then says:
Rider: ‘Ugh! I am exhausted! Lately I’ve been working seven days a week and over 12 hours each day. But I’m finally home now.’
Me: ‘Well, that’s good. Uh… are you going to push nine for me?’
He doesn’t move, but says:
Rider: ‘Oh! You’re with so-and-so? Say hello to her for me! On your way here, can you please bring us a bottle of wine and some capers? Yeah, man. See you in a bit!’.
He was talking to somebody else on his wireless headset all along and I didn’t notice because he was facing the wall. How embarrassing is that?!