I’m not sorry I had food poisoning or that I puked in the elevator, because I had no control over either of those things, but I am sorry you had just come from the pool and were wearing flip-flops.
Good reflexes, though. Glad you thought it was funny.
Dear Mom in the Elevator with Her Three Kids,
I realize that was an unpleasant experience for all of us, but the death glare was not needed. I promise I do not make a habit of lurking in hotel elevators to vomit on small children.