Another day I get on the elevator and then they climb in too. And then another three lard barges. I do some quick mental math, and pretend to pay close attention to the weight limit. "2000lbs" I say "woah looks like we are approaching our weight limit on this" and exit the elevator. The fupa smell alone was enough motivation for me to take the stairs (I was going to the 7th floor).  Savage. I love using the elevator weight limit comments.