Behind the Door ... Aarrgghh

Yep, there is little better than waiting for the elevator to take you to your office, as happened on my way in yesterday, and when you step in and as the door closes behind you, you catch the pungent odor of too strong, stale cologne, despite no one else being on the elevator.
Fortunately, it wasn't Old Spice, but I can't remember the last time I was so happy to get to work in the morning. Except for emergency stairs, there is only elevator access to the fourth floor at work, an old courtroom turned into legislative chambers and offices.