Indeed. Indeed.

Staying at the Waldorf is a pretty funny experience. The entire atmosphere is old money, and most people that you see in the hotel are either really old money (which can be interesting) or fake "old money" (which leads to interesting conversations). Not exactly a fun place, but it's a neat experience nonetheless.

Today I got onto the elevator on the first floor, and "Ground" was already pushed. About four people were on the elevator already. I pushed my floor, 11, and the elevator went up instead of down as one would expect.

One of the ladies chimed in with her favorite foreign accent, "Well, these elevators have a mind of their own. They make so many mistakes!" After this a gentleman remarked, "Well, our reliance on computers can only lead to such."

I followed up in my favorite uppity accent, "As a computer engineer, I must offer that it is not the elevator making the mistake, but the programmer who designed this elevator. Computers, after all, have no mind of their own."

A guy in the corner, wanting a piece of the action, turns up the base in his voice and goes, "Indeed. Indeed."

Well, it was the 11th floor, so I got off and couldn't help but laugh. There ended the first conversation I've ever had that ends in someone saying "Indeed. Indeed."