As a kid who thought he was an adult but still acted like a kid most of the time, my friends and I did a lot of dumb stuff in college. Some of it was dumb as in nobody should be doing this. But some of it was dumb like something a 7 year old would do and think it rocks.

One thing we used to do whenever the situation presented itself was have elevator races.

I’ll first explain what I mean by elevator race…

It starts when two or more people (usually who know each other) are waiting for an elevator. One person presses the button to call the elevator. The elevator approaches that floor. Coincidentally, some random person is on the other elevator and is coming to that same floor. Both doors open at approximately the same time. The two people who were waiting on the elevator make eye contact and immediately run inside separate elevators and press the button to the same floor. The first one to make it to that floor jumps out of the elevator and yells out that they made it in hopes of doing so before the other person.

I was reminded about this childish practice when I was leaving my apartment building last week.

I was getting off the elevator at the first floor and some 7 year old kid came running in yelling ELEVATOR RACE!!! I looked in the other elevator and his mom was in it smiling. It gave me fond memories of a more carefree time in my life. Then I was repulsed at the thought of being 18 or so doing the same things that a 7 year old does.

In the end, the warm glow of the fond memories won and I basked in it until I got to work where a dark storm cloud followed me for the rest of the day.

Have yourself an elevator race today! It’s quite a rush and takes away from the monotony of riding an elevator.

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