It's Too Heavy!!!

The Beginning:
I recently visited Pearl Center in ChinaTown, and had parked at the multustorey carpark. It was at the second storey and I needed to get onto the third. There were stairs but the effort irks me. Making my way I saw a crowd waiting at the Lift lobby. When the door opened, being nice and courteous, I let everybody go in first. My handphone beeped from a new SMS. Juggling from my phone and keys, I notice a very strange thing. The people inside had made a very nice U-shaped standing space for me to stand. How nice can my day get?! Smiling at them and acknowledging everybody, I mumbled “Thanks!” under my breath and stepped in haste.

The Problem:
There was this man, in cool black shades, shirt and berms, standing at the buttons. Pressed “Close” button. Nothing happened. As though the button’s circuitry was not in full connect, he pressed in harder and a couple more times. Nothing happened again. To my utter horror, he turned and says to me with this cool matrix voice that sounded from the lift system’s fortune-telling Oracle, “It’s too heavy!” There was this ring of empathy trailing off the walls.

The Response:
“Oh!” I answered. But there was no overweighing detector beeping? Being the closer at the door, I stepped out quickly and clumsily. Fidgeting with my phone, I sought to feel engaged in another world as compared to the current weight mishap and humiliation. Apparently the Lift couldn’t close and my weight was causing the inconvenience. Duh?!

The Application
Something like “Oh, the lift can’t close, it might be too heavy.” , or “Somebody try this, the doors can’t close.” Or something as simple as “Oh No, is the lift spoilt?” Wouldn’t it suffice? Surely if it had been a plump and voluptuous woman, she would have burst into a bout frantic hair-pulling. “It’s too heavy!!!?? Are you referring to me!!!??” Tsk. .The tactlessness of some people.

Semplice Simon