For the record, I prefer taking the stairs to riding an elevator – when my destination is just a floor or two away.

Also for the record, I believe in kindness.  I try to make eye contact and smile at strangers when in public places.  And when I’m taking the elevator I (gasp) talk to the other occupants.

“What floor?” is the easy question when standing near the control panel and someone gets on the elevator.

The weather can be a good topic – especially when carrying an umbrella.

Remarking on what is being carried might work.

There are generally three reactions:

1. Being ignored, sometimes preceded by a glance that says “you’re crazy.”  A cell phone in hand makes it really easy for the other to ignore you.
2. Politeness even if a bit uncomfortable.  People raised with any kind of manners will give at least a half a smile and a simple response.
3. Engagement, maybe with enthusiasm.  This response is my favorite.

“What floor?” the lady asked.

“Five,” we replied.

“Winner, winner chicken dinner!” she said.

“Are you cooking?” I asked.

She wasn’t sure about making fried chicken.  But told us she worked in a bakery and could certainly whip up something sweet.

The conversation didn’t last long.  It happened at least a month ago.  But it still makes me smile.