Nothing I like more than to arrive at the hotel elevators and discover a large group of people who are waiting patiently for an elevator that will never arrive because nobody has had the presence of mind to press the button.
Then I press the button and everybody goes “Ohhhh. . .” And somebody goes “Yeah, that makes sense.”
It’s especially heartening when all of these people are airplane pilots. It took a lot of self-control not to ask them which flight they will be on tomorrow because I’m not exactly desperate to be taken into the air by folks who are too distracted to notice an elevator button.