Timelies all!

Laura, everything old is new again?

I bet wheelchair users can't reach the touchscreens, either.

I work in a building with two towers (not THOSE two towers, although we do have our own version of Sauron). The one my office is in has three elevators, one of which has been out of commission for "modernization" for, oh, six months or so ... the workmen seem to have given up (or been tossed into Mount Doom). The other tower has completed its modernization; out of the eight elevators, we're doing well to have four operating and it has one of those touch screen things where you touch/press the display on the floor you want ... but it keeps taking me to the wrong floor, so now I have to check the display to make sure it's going to my floor and the other day, I pressed for the floor I wanted and it gave me a message that I wasn't authorized.

note: enter only one-story buildings (not climbing stairs with a cane)

I'd opt for stairs if (1) my knees would let me and (2) if the security on the stairs only lets you in on the office floors and out on the ground floor.

I'm making stairs plus cane work. Mostly, it involves holding the railing and moving deliberately. And a strong preference for elevators if I have to go more than one story.

Fire drills at work are -- interesting -- because I'm on the 9th floor.

We only have two stories here. Our elevator has buttons. I have not been in it in, gosh, years? I work on the first floor. The "penthouse" as we call the second floor, is Consumer Relations only, and I haven't even had a reason to pop up there for a visit in ages.

We're on the third floor, but it's a converted warehouse with very high ceilings. So when it comes to stairs it's more like being on the fifth floor. My knees aren't fond of stairs either, so when I have to take them I have a very slow, deliberate progression downward. People behind me have been very patient during fire drills.

We're technically two stories here, but the upstairs only has a rarely used meeting room, our mini photo studio, and storage space. It's accessible by very narrow stairs that turn a corner awkwardly, and apparently by entrances under the eaves if you're raccoon-sized.

We don't have stairs in Florida, but I do here in Otter Lake. I tell myself it is good exercise the dozen times a day I go up and down the stairs. The dog still thinks I am insane and will not consider going up the stairs under any circumstances.