I always walk on the moving sidewalks. I can still remember my first time on one – at LAX. That long corridor with the tile mosaic on the wall. It’s been in a gazillion movies, but the most memorable for me was the beginning of Jackie Brown. I remember it being such a modern cool walkway/corridor when I was a kid, but now it’s nostalgia instead.
The chicken was live - a laying hen. The sweet old lady was also alive, but not as lively as the chicken.
There was at least one hard-boiled old biddy there - she openly cheated and just stared at me, daring me to say something. I didn’t, and neither did anyone else at the table. Fortunately she wasn’t my partner, and it was only one game with her, so I didn’t feel like an accomplice
In the elevator if I’m going up one floor I stand in front of the door so I can get out. If I’m going up multiple floors I stand back so other people can get in.
The elevator I ride the most has me entering on one side and exiting on the other. There is a mirror on the one side, opposite the panel with the buttons. So if I want to check my appearance, I’ll stand along the wall across from the mirror. And since a lot of elevators have mirrors, my decision about where to stand may depend on whether or not there is a mirror and whether or not I feel I should check my appearance.
It also depends on what I’m going to do when I get off the elevator. If I need a key or badge, I’ll be digging in my pockets or purse to find the key or badge, and I won’t really be paying attention, so I’ll just end up in the middle.
I do tend to watch the floor display though. So that might be my first priority when choosing where to stand.
– I usually stand near the doors, but a bit off to the side, in front of the controls. I had to be there to push the button for the floor that I want, and if I’m the only one in there I’ll probably stay more or less in that position. If somebody else gets in, I’ll move back, so that they can get at the controls and select their floor.
As a courier I’m in elevators all the time, usually with a loaded dolly. One thing I would like to pound into people’s heads is that “like a gun, an elevator is always loaded.” In other words, assume that there are people inside. Stand back from the doors and let them off.
If the plate is full of crumbs or other spillable food debris, I’ll usually fold it in half and then in half again, to contain said waste as I transport it to the trash can. Otherwise, it will go into the garbage vertically along the inside wall of the receptacle.