I don't know if you'll find this nearly as funny as we did. Maybe you had to be there.

It happened many years ago, yet it still makes me break out in a wide grin when I think of it. Five of us, creative guys and account executives, got into the elevator on the way to a fourth floor meeting. It was one of those old elevators, among the last in the city with a manual control, driven by a human operator - an old fellow, undoubtedly performing the mindless up-and-down job in this same small cab for many years. He closed the interior gate, the outer door closed with it, and we headed up. No one had told him our destination, so he called, "floor?" Stan, an account exec, quickly said, "Yes!" The elevator stopped, the door opened, Stan got out, the door closed, and we continued up to the fourth floor, all except the old guy laughing hysterically.