Very frequently when I enter the elevator of our apartment building, there stands a woman with a small barking dog on a leash. Most often the woman is restraining the dog and apologetically reassuring me, "don't worry he is quite harmless; he doesn't bite."
I usually respond, " ma'am, I can assure you that in an elevator, I am much more frightened by the lady than the dog."
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