I come into work thru the parking garage, which is technically the basement of the building I work in. When the elevator opened this morning a young lady started to step out, and the realized she had gotten on a down elevator from the first floor. We both work on the third floor for different companies.
So guess what I said as she realized her mistake and was already embarrassed enough?
"It went down on ya, huh?"
She either didn't notice how wrong that sounded, or made this remark to cover it up, "That's ok, I like to ride the elevator."
Oh my, that actually sounds as bad as what I said.
You just have to love Mondays.