Earth rotates, and this is a sin not to use. After all, everyone knows that down down much easier than going up. (How do you like the word "much"?) And I'll run from the sixth floor down to the fifth entrance. We, Incidentally, the building is arranged so that where no come down, you get to the fifth staircase. So I run to the first floor to buy some bagel. A then to me there is a problem: back-how to get? " One would think: what easier than to go into the elevator? Hmm. But the elevator! Lift is always busy. We have a building arranged so that the elevators are always busy. And no one even tries to find out what they are so busy. On the lifts, we have long given up. That glory will not lie. Thanks, tell me, have you ever raised from the cafe on the elevator? So, the earth revolves. And so, when I already bought my bagel, I'm waiting no elevators, as some might think. I look forward to when the earth will turn, to go down again, hitting back at the sixth floor. I want only to note that very, very sorry, but I have never and not enough patience, and I in each case was limping, shkondybal, kostylyal, plodding, yaw and pitch up the stairs. And somewhere far away, on the sixth floor luminaries my bright spring light coffee with bagels.