Elevator Humor

It was a blog by Andrew Saladino that caught my eye while scrounging around the internet looking for jokes.  One needs levity after listing the day's chores.

                            The blog was titled  Hilarious To Do List.

                      #4 read “Go into a crowded elevator and say, 

                      “I bet you’re all wondering why I gathered you 

                      here,” with a straight face.”

So funny.  And then I remembered the time we spent in Black Bear Inn in Gatlinburg, Tennessee, on the third floor, when I was trying out some humor.  Darling Hubby was spending hours in bed feeling sick with headaches, so frequently I was on my own.  

There were two elevators, one was “out of order”.  It wasn’t an overly busy hotel but the inoperable elevator caused just a bit of congestion.  

One time, alone on the inside of the elevator, the doors shuffled open wide, I looked at the little group of men and women soberly waiting there, then watched their faces crack into smiles and chuckles.  In a paradox I faked reaching for the red shut door button and raised my volume to announce, “Sorry, this elevator is full."

Another time hubby and son were with me.  The doors opened.  There stood workers; big tall muscular construction male workers.  They carried tools, wore grubby clothes, and their faces said they were there to do a job.   One man held a battery operated drill, another wore a tool belt, and the closest one to me had a hammer tucked in his armpit.

When the doors slid apart, I held up my hands in front of me, palms out, and let loose with, “It’s all right!  We’re getting off.  Honestly, you don’t need that hammer!”

Forget elevator music, let's have some elevator humor, tell a joke, get a laugh, lighten a dreary mood, after all, that's why I gathered you here, LOL.  BTW,  "I hope you're up lifting, because I'm coming down with something."