Update//elevator fat rant So a recent update to this story. I saw the same puff pastry and she recognized me because when we locked eyes she looked ashamed(as any fat should).  So quick thing, the elevators are right accross from the stairs, just closer to the perpendicular hallway. So one who wants to get to the stairs, has to walk past the elevators. I also abandoned my crutches and settled for limping on a special boot. -3/10, do not recomended the hell sticks.   Elevator opens and she walks in and holds the door for me, I (still walking up) just stare at her with the most stern face I could make and walk to the stairs while never losing eye contact. A good 20 seconds went by.Fat bitch held that door open in disbelief. Best silent fuck you I could have given personally.  I'd like to report I was 5 minutes late to class(4th floor) and suffered some avoidable pain, but totally worth it.