As I've mentioned many times, I work in a three story building. I often see people using the elevator on the second floor, which seems somewhat sad to me. But today I saw something even sadder. The elevator door on the second floor was starting to close, so this woman (more than a little overweight, as always) starts sprinting toward the elevator to try to get in. If you can sprint to the elevator, you can probably walk down one flight of stairs.