Over the new year Mike, Shane, Katie and I went to Australia, and stayed in a hotel on the beach. We're all up in our room drinking and quoting random things off of the internet as we often do while drinking when we decide to go for a swim. So the others grab their stuff and head to the elevator, but I can't find my towel so I frantically start looking for it so I don't miss the elevator (it was one of those ones which you could easily spend five minutes waiting for, you see). Well, the others are all waiting in the elevator, while I'm running around my room looking for my towel and quoting the internet to myself, and I finally locate it (under my bed, of course) and start power-walking to get to the elevator before it leaves.
I finally make it to the elevator, and for some reason it hasn't left yet, so I put on my best British accent and loudly proclaim "<b>Then of course I had a wank.</b>" as I step into the elevator. Well, it turns out it had left and now it was PACKED with people I'd never seen before. I just stood there looking sheepish while this guy next to me formed this massive grin and I know he's trying not to laugh. This elevator is a piece of crap and takes like a minute to get to the bottom and amazingly, he succeeds in keeping it in, until the elevator gets about halfway down when he BURSTS with laughter. This sets the rest of the people in the elevator off and I'm just standing there going bright red while this crappy elevator takes another 40 seconds to make it to the bottom.