My date and I had the privilege of being with a large group of British Tourists in an elevator (henceforth referred to as a lift) speeding to the top of the Empire State Building.
Right after we started ascending the “L” on the top changed to a 10.
“I wonder what the 10 is there for?” one of them said out loud.
The guide answered, “Oh, that must be how many Pounds we each paid for our tickets!”
Tons of laughter…
Then the number changed to 20
“Now it says 20, I wonder what 20 is for?”
“20, that must be how many people are in the lift!”
Tons of laughter…
30-
“Look, now we’re traveling at 30 meters per second!”
Tons of laughter…
40-
“These light bulbs must be 40 watts!”
Even more laughter…
I then looked at my date who was doubled over in pain.
“Are you OK?” I asked.
“NO!”, she whispered to me while rolling her eyes, “I can’t take British Humor”.