Tell me what you really think.
No, you are NOT mean! You are honest, and funny, and you say what I am often thinking. You just happen to have attracted the attention of one sad little loser man, who feels the need to tear you down. Maybe nothing interesting happens in his life, and so he HAS to write about you!
About the elevator....I learned this in Korea: it's very poor manners, when the little light goes on to show that the elevator is over it's weight limit, for everyone (all 15 people in an elevator meant for 2) to point and gaze and the 2 large white foreigners, who very obviously weigh at least twice the national average.
You left out a couple of important ones:
DO not make eye contact with other occupants of the elevator, unless, of course, there is an opportunity to meet a possible love interest.
DO not enter the elevator if you have recently consumed: Kim Chee, Baked Beans, or massive quantities of garlic.
DO not discuss your sex life or your mother's recent bout with kidney stones or what was in your child's diaper while you are in said space.
Thank you! 
Nametags and carnations? Well, that's just special.
Too funny about the elevator. Red high heels and upside down carnations?? Ha! I love it. And no, your blog is not offensive..it is funny, well written, and honest. And hey, everybody needs to blow off steam. And it is your blog. If I do not like a blog, or a television show, or a piece of music, I do not read it, I turn it off, etc. Peace
You know, you manage to meet some very interesting people up there. I think I want to just come up and follow you around for a couple of weeks. The pictures I would get would amaze millions.
And no, as long as I'm around you're nowhere CLOSE to mean.
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You know what Carson from Queer Eye for the Straight Guy says about red shoes? They're for children or whores, no one else. So which were these? What kind of convention again?
Might I add that waving a small caliber hangun does aid in promoting elevator etiquette.
It is amazing how quickly will cooperate when confronted by messers, Smith and Wesson.
Yes, we will appear as expert witnesses for the defence.
One more important one:
If you are a man and get on an elevator where the only other occupant is a woman, STAND IN FRONT, FACING THE DOOR. There is nothing more creepy (if you're a woman) than standing in front of a strange man in a small enclosed space. You can't see him. WHAT IS HE DOING BACK THERE? Eek!
No no no nononononono! Women standing behind a man is even worse! I mean - women have things with - pins - and sharp points, I can just feel my shoulderblades cringing...
hehehehe just kidding - when I get in an elevator I try and face the other passenger and say hello. Occasionally, I've met interesting people that way. If conversation in an elevator creeps anyone out, don't come to Australia. hehehe...
Well of course your blog is offensive... if telling life like it is for 99% of the human race is offensive.
Oh gosh I forgot, telling the truth is offensive. Ah hell, it's damned funny too, keep up the good work Mamacita, we love you too x
No, you're not mean, you're just intolerant of stupidity, and there's nothing wrong with that! Now, if you'll excuse me, there's a pair of red pumps that I need to dispose of in my neighbor's trash can...quickly.
I adore you... I have a pair of red shoes, they aren't high heeled though, does that still make me a whore?
Excellent rules.
I may take issue with #1. Everyone knows that the more times you mash the button, the faster the elevator will go. Heh.
And another rule: There should be no Urge to Pass Flatus that is so strong that you cannot rein it in for however long you are in that enclosed space. Even if you are alone in an elevator, resist the urge. There are few (phew?) things worse than walking into an empty elevator into which a recent previous occupant has just released a Real Trouser-Ripper. Am I right?
I LOVE YOU!
And can you please press number 3 for me?
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