No–see, there’s your problem.
ANY number of floors is “ok” to ride because my time is just as valuable as yours, and if I feel like taking the elevator to save a few seconds, or 'cause I had a hard day or 'cause I enjoy pushing the button, even though you’re a precious and unique gumdrop, I’ll do it.
Don’t like it? Buy your own fucking private elevator.
(Anyone remember the Cartmanland episode of South Park? Read the OP in Cartman’s voice. It makes much more sense.
Mr Foon: Sshhhh. It ain’t right, Chris. [to Cartman and Liane] The truth is, the elevator is a financial flop. I haven’t turned a profit in years because I can’t keep attendance up.
Cartman/Chessic Sense: Oh, but I’m not buying the elevator to get people to come.
Chessic Sense: No no no! I’m buying it to keep people out! [Chris and Frank look at each other] Don’t you see? Forever it has been my dream to have my very own eleveator, so that I could be alone in it, all day, every day. I love elevators. [zoom in] But the lines! Everywhere you go, people, crowds, the rides are great, but… All the lines, lines, LINES! [shot of people waiting to for their floor from inside the elevator. Another shot of Cartman/Sense pissed off, eyes squeezed shut, with low floor numbers floating past him] If there’s one thing I hate, [a shot of two lines of people entering his head] all the lines, lines, lines, LINES!! [opens his eyes, and a moment later…] And then there get to be so many people in the elevator pushing buttons that I personally find inconvenient that I thought to set up [his eyes roll around independently of each other] a “FastPass” system. But now [a shot of people in a FastPass line] there’s lines for FastPass. [zoom out to show Cartman in line for a FastPass] You stand in line to get a ticket to stand in line later. Then there’s lines for the bathrooms! Why don’t they just hold it until they get home! [two lines for the Restrooms], lines for the drinks [Astro Food line], lines for cantakuras [Seussian characters play strange instruments for the people in line] and rare Kartankulas Plinks! [a vendor sells them - they are a fruit treat shaped like strawberries] …And, so you see, this elevator is for me. Nobody else will be allowed in it.