Stuck in an elevator…

Most people desire elevators to work without a problem, safely taking you floor to floor without a quip. Secretly I’ve sometimes hoped the opposite, darkly wishing that at least once in my life I could have a moment straight from the movies.

Luckily (should I strangely use that word) last night that moment came through for me. Here I am heading down from the 19th floor to the first, when I stop on the 17th to pick up a dude. As soon as he gets in and the door close, the elevator proceeds down for a few seconds and then stops.

We both look at each other – uh oh (me secretly grinning inside). Realizing that neither of our phones had a signal, we use the emergency call button to page for help. But who wants to wait for that?

So my comrade, Alex, proceeds to push against the ceiling to reveal some sort of hatch (just like the movies right?) while I use my vegan manliness to pry the elevator door apart. Observing me having more progress, Alex joins the effort and soon we have both the elevator door and the floor door open. Success! Climbing out to the 17th floor, we both hi-five our escape and head down another elevator to our original destination. Yep, can scratch that one off the list.