Talk about rolling on the floor laughing, that is too rich!
Reminds me of an ancient joke my dad told about a very successful diet specialist on the 34th floor.
The secret to his success, the elevator didn’t work.
I also laughed, but then I recalled that as soon as I log off here, I’ll be going to exercise at the local YMCA, and I’ll be using the elevator to the second floor. I used to climb the stairs, but my left knee gives me real trouble when going up steep stairs. So, maybe the escalators are for disabled people who still want to exercise.
It’s nice being an intelligent person who can handle disparate ideas and enjoy them both rather than having to pick one. And one person’s claim of someone overthinking may be the other person’s observance of someone else underthinking.
From the ancient palm tree at the right of the picture, I’d guess that the location is in someplace like Southern Calif. or Hawaii, possibly Florida. I can think of a few outdoor escalators in the western part of Los Angeles.