Crowded Elevator

I rode an unusually crowded elevator from the garage to the office this morning. The elevator was acting up, so it was one of those rare moments in life when people talk to each other in an elevator. And of course, it was just people exaggerating about how screwed up the elevators in the building are. I guess we demonstrate to others how important|cool|mistreated we are when the elevators don't operate at our at our beck and call. Anyway, it's crowded, so people can't press their own buttons and thus avoid talking to others. People are quickly calling out floors in succession, before the elevator starts moving. "Can you press 6 please?". "Can you press 4 please?". There's almost human interaction. But, more than that, this reminds me of a crowded roulette table where people are trying to get their bets down before the ball is released. "22 black please."