Befuddled? Use the Elevator Code.

Life is fairly teeming with embarrassing, uncomfortable situations. Those of us who are utterly bereft of social graces, and I know I’m not the only one, need a handbook for these unwelcome occasions. There has to be a more graceful response than blushing a brilliant red from collarbone to hairline. So, until there’s a proper guidebook to tell us what it is, I’m using The Elevator Code and you can, too. In other words: maintain a comfortable distance, keep your eyes straight ahead, be quiet.

To my everlasting relief, the code is flexible enough for a variety of social milieux, with slight variations. To wit:

First Day of Prison — meeting a cellmate is tricky, you can’t afford a rookie mistake. Just follow the code: shut up, stay out of the way, avoid eye contact. Don’t offer a breath mint or a fist to bump. Small talk and friendly gestures lead to the prison infirmary. That’s Prison Manners 101.

Locker Rooms and Urinals — a less punishing environment than the above, but risky nonetheless. Naked, exposed adults can misinterpret wandering, roving eyes. Keep yours averted, this is not a venue for browsing. Or smiling. Do what you need to, but don’t enjoy it and don’t linger.

Airplanes — a quick review of your seatmate decides how strictly to apply the code: Do odors emanate? Is he reading True Conspiracies? Any discernible nose whistling? If you feel sociable and that sausage smell doesn’t bother you, chat ‘til landing. If nut jobs set you on edge, activate the code.

Chance Encounters — spotting your neighbor at a clandestine dinner with someone other than the spouse is a shock. Don’t stare or cringe, just look away, study the menu or your shoes. If eye contact occurs, smile politely at the nice strangers and ask for your check. Leave. You can eat later.

There, see how easy it is? Since I’ve adopted The Elevator Code I don’t hear things like oaf, dolt, and lout as often. And neither will you. Use the code in good health, my fellow befuddled friends, and relax. You are now armed with social skills. Of a sort.

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8 responses to “Befuddled? Use the Elevator Code.”

  1. Yay, solitary confinement! Unless YOU were my cellmate. In which case, no Code necessary. Plus? Smuggled-in treats!

    On all other occasions, The Elevator Code is now duly adopted, and will be used full force. Thank you for the idea!


    1. Hey, MPS, thanks for dropping in. I could go for some smuggled-in treats right about n–wait, how were they, um, smuggled in?


      1. Do we really, really want to learn how though? It’s purely Machiavellian to my mind. My source seems a good sort, though. Maybe it’s not all as spurious as my gutter mind might imagine? Always glad to stop by, so long as you’ll keep having me. x :)


        1. You’re always welcome here. No, it’s probably best if we don’t ask questions.


  2. Hello! I am a newbie-ish on wordpress. This post has a lot of practical truths to it–put a chuckle in my cheeks. Well done!


    1. Hi, and thanks. I did it as kind of an experiment and decided to post it. I’ll be interested to see how it does here. Thanks for your input, I really appreciate it.


  3. Such a great post — the Prison Rules one cracked me up! Great job . . .


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