Weather reports are boring.
The only exception to this rule is when there's a storm pattern that looks kind of like a penis, but that doesn't happen nearly as often as it should.
The truth is, I don't need to see a satellite-generated graphic of a swirling storm front; I just need you to tell me if I should wear my beanie that says "RIP Voldemort" or not.
However, Mediocre Films decided Al Roker isn't the only person allowed to make weather at least kind of entertaining and sent a fake weatherman into an elevator to give reports to unsuspecting riders.
He might have violated the most important elevator rules about making eye contact and talking to people, but based on their reactions, I'm guessing they were willing to let it slide.