When a large group of people are waiting together at the same time for an elevator to arrive, there comes a moment when you're wondering who is going to jump in there first. As a gentlemen, you're supposed to let the women go inside first. But when the women are requesting that you go inside instead, you're stuck in this mental debate on what to do before the door closes on you.
One day, I was heading out of the mall after finishing a couple of assignments on my computer. It was a very productive day and I was happy that I got so many things done in one day. All I wanted to do at that point was to leave the mall, ride back to the house, get some fast food on the way, and relax in my bed.
I arrived at the elevator and pressed the down button. A couple came over and pressed the up button. There were three elevators in front of me. At that point, we found ourselves having a staring contest at which elevator was going to arrive on the third floor first. More people began showing up while I continued to stare at the elevator. It was driving me nuts having to wait so long. When you stare at the numbers coming up and down, it makes you think you've been waiting since you were five years old.
The elevator finally arrived and no one was in there. I requested that all the females go first. However, they told me to go first. I looked around and realized I was the only male going down with them. So the females decided to flip the script and let me go first.