A Man In The Elevator


I found this little puzzle and it really puzzled me, perhaps you would like to try solving it…

A man lives on the tenth floor of a building. Every morning he takes the elevator down to the lobby and leaves the building. In the evening, he gets into the elevator, and, if there is someone else in the elevator – or if it was raining that day – he goes back to his floor directly. Otherwise, he goes to the seventh floor and walks up three flights of stairs to his apartment (even though he hates walking). Can you explain why?

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7 thoughts on “A Man In The Elevator

  1. Obviously, this man is a midget, a short person. He cannot reach the upper level button. When he brings along umbrella or when there is someone else in the elevator, he can use the umbrella or ask someone to press the button.

  2. Dear ‘Aku Seorang Awang’ and May 13,

    How could you ever guess? I took ages to guess the answer. I guess perhaps I need a little more practice…

    And May 13, it’s good to hear from you again. It has been a long time since you’ve sent a comment but I know that you’re reading my blog. Guess what? I found a moringa tree at the place where I had my silat lessons. I’ll snap some photos next Friday and show them to you in my blog.

  3. Amani…it’s me la…GreenMalay…also known as Awang…anyway…nice to hear that you join silat lessons…
    You can refer to my wife’s blog at http://nuruliz.blogspot.com to see my daughter Amaaneey…

    Wassalam,
    GreenMalay

  4. Dear GreenMalay,

    Nice to hear from you again. Now I knew why you would call me Amani while others would call me Aiman. I guess I remind you of your daughter, eh? I wonder if I looked like her… but you could continue calling me Amani as some of my favourite teachers prefer calling me Amani too. I would pay your wife’s blog a visit.

    I’ve joint my silat lessons since I was 8 years old. When I joined Year 1, I pleaded dad to let me join the School’s Tae-kwon-do lessons but dad said that he would prefer sending me to silat classes. And 2 years later, the school started silat lessons too and dad allowed me to join the lessons. Even when I left the school, I still continue my silat lessons with Cikgu Wan Erman. I love martial arts because I would be able to defend myself from danger and also because I love being active!

    Do visit my blog again… Wassalam,
    Aiman

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