I was in ATL for 2 weeks for work. First day we met on the 10th floor. Day 2 we were supposed to meet on the 9th floor but I forgot. Took the elevator to the 10th floor. Realized my mistake, decided to take the stairs down to 9. Easy, right?
Nope.
Door on 9 is locked. 8 is locked, 7 is locked. I’m panicking. 6, 5 and 4 all locked. I’m drenched in sweat by now trying to come up with a story about why I’m about to pull the freaking fire alarm. 3, 2 locked…get all the way down to 1 and it opens. I took the elevator back up to 9 just covered in sweat looking like a total idiot.