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My dad used to be a maintenance manager at a nursing home. All the residents stayed on the first floor, admin offices were on the second floor, and the 3rd floor was just a small area with the maintenance office and supplies. My dad was saying how there was a friendly resident ghost that never bothered anyone (He named it Millie). One day, my dad had to grab something from the 3rd floor real quick. When he stepped off the elevator, he said, "Hey Millie, can you hold the elevator for for me?" Kind of as a test. He went into the office and came back a full couple minutes later and the elevator door was still open.