A few days ago, my friend and I were waiting for the elevator to come. Once it opened, this Pakistani uncle is standing in there, smiling. He sees my friend first (as he's standing right in front of the elevator door), and he signals him to come in the elevator. So, my friend goes in. Then, the uncle sees me, and he signals for me to come in. I go in. Then, even though there's nobody standing in the lobby, he signals again for someone to come in. And he's continuously smiling. Me and my friend are like whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!?

) Plus, he had a mushroom cut and golden glasses, so yeah.

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Now, we're in the elevator, eagerly waiting to reach the 6th floor. Apparently, that uncle lived on a floor higher than the 6th floor, so he continued to entertain us. He puts his chappal beside my friend's chappal, and says 'big foot!'. Again, I'm like WTH!?

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I started laughing right there. My friend, who is a bit younger than me controlled it to some extent, but I couldn't. I just couldn't. I BURST out laughing, and the uncle kept smiling.
I was relieved when I reached the 6th floor!