Living in a 60-floors building is a great experience especially when you meet someone has a sense of humor.
There was an ordinary day, ordinary morning. I and my brother took a big tray and want to 29th floor to ate our breakfast. Usually we will bring something back for others (that’s why we took the tray) so they don’t have to go there again. But when we recall that we left some raisin bread at home yesterday, we were already finished our breakfast. So we just put a cup of milk in the big tray, and took the elevator back. At the same time, a man holds his breakfast came in. He looked at our big tray and said “Oh, you lose something”, and pretended he is going to put his bread and drink in our tray.