At the ending of a good get together with friends, me and my friend entered the elevator, after the customary bu-bye's. For five good minutes, we chatted inside the elevator before realizing its not really moving.
"Isn't it strange", she says "Why wouldn't this move?"
Agreeing with her ponderings, the thought of being caught in the elevator crossed my mind. "Don't panic", I repeated to myself.
It took us a few seconds more to realize that we were yet to press the button for the ground floor. Its really unfair, I think, for having to tell the elevator where you want to go. It should be psychic or something.
Big business idea, anyone?
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hey limeice,
your post gave me a deja vu. while living in the 36th floor of a high rise bldg in new york , my room mate and i use to do the same stand in the elevator and keep talking and then wonder why we are still there after a while.then we would rebuke each other saying do you think the elevator is god? and would end up saying wish it were psychic.
made cooler by sue on October 12, 2006 1:46 AM