Every single time I've rode the elevator this week, which is about 6 times such as after the gym or with my older friend who can't walk on stairs, I've had to stop on level 2. I mean it's 16 total stairs up to that level, and most of the people aren't the overweight, unhealthy, half dead people. They are people carrying McD's bags, or breakfast from our cafe, etc. It just drives me nuts, and I can't even help but give them the death look everytime.