Whoever plans Monday meetings first thing in the morning is sick. But that’s not the point here.

Monday mornings are always a complete rush for me. It’s hard enough dragging yourself out of bed after a relaxing weekend. It’s only compounded by a  pitch black morning.

This past Monday was no different. As I rushed to work in a state of both sleep and panic, I successfully make it to the elevator bank up to my office. Looking at my watch, there’s a sense of relief seeing that I somehow barely made it to this meeting on time.

One of the six elevators that service my building opens up and I’m psyched.

Not so fast. There’s a really annoying timer with our elevator bank. Only on in the mornings, the doors remain open for a ridiculously long time once you pass by the elevator door sensors. And yes, I’ve tried pressing the “door close” button one thousand times.

The building manager needs to make a visit to the lobby and observe these elevators because the majority of time, the elevators are empty with one or two people.

I can’t fix that. But what I can do is make people aware of their elevator swiping antics.

After I have patiently waited for the extremely long elevator timer to end, and the doors begin to shut, a guy sprints to the elevator and swipes their hand through the elevator door sensors. The doors open up, and he gets on.

Restart the damn timer.

If swiping doesn’t do the trick, some people will actually throw their bodies into the doors, resulting in an awkward, “Are you OK?,” from the rest of the riders.

What’s the point of this inconsiderate move? Saving yourself 5 minutes on your way up to the office? Guess what, the people already on the elevator have put in their time. No need to punish them.

If you throw in two or three of these personality types, you are looking at a very long elevator ride as the timer continues to reset.

So, as I once thought I’d have a few minutes to spare before that Monday meeting, I was wrong. Special thanks to the elevator swipe guy.

Just remember people, this ain’t no Tip Drill. Although Nelly tried to make us aware of the infamous “credit card” swipe, we don’t need to apply it to elevator situations. Please stop!