I stepped into an elevator with four ladies and a gentleman today. They were discussing last night’s Fiesta Bowl and Texas’ late TD victory. I stood there, holding my environmentally unfriendly food container, listening to their banter on our 10-floor journey back to the lobby. The portly man with thick, Coke bottle glasses contends, “I HATE that Texas won!” The ladies exclaimed, “What?!” almost in unison. One of them continued,…