I Want The News, Not The Weather

By Marc Lostracco

High-rise dwellers know the challenges of living in a densely stacked box with a bunch of strangers, and have undoubtedly experienced the alarming realization that one’s neighbours often behave in mysterious ways. We’ve heard stories of elevator flatulence, human poop in stairwells, and discarded ironing boards jamming tiny garbage chutes.
As reported by passiveaggressivenotes.com, one Toronto resident has had enough with the small talk, and posted this constructive rant in their apartment building’s elevator. Surely more practical than staring at the floor numbers or declaring how it’s hot (but a dry heat), these topics of discussion could either brand you a busybody or find company for your misery. What we wanna know is why the lobby always smells weird.