I have a friend named Stef. Stef is one of the most non-observant people on the face of the planet. Numerous times I have sat down on a terminal next to him, quipped "Hi Stef", only to be ignored for 10 to 15 minutes until he notices someone he knows is in close proximity. Basically a dork. One day on a while to Las Vegas my friend Bill and I are waiting for him up in the room when Stef comes walking in and relates the following story... "Ok, I'm standing in the elevator on the way up with about 5 other people. It stops at 5 and everyone gets off but me. The doors close and I notice that the 7 button has been pressed. [We were on the 12th floor] I say to myself in a very loud voice 'Who is the stupid fucker who pressed 7?' The elevator stops at seven, and a very meek looking lady gets off."
(From the "Rest" of RHF)