No Love From an Elevator
May 7, 2008 by Lynda
I know the past few posts have been a downer.
Monday, the day we found out about John, one of my co-workers had an incident happen to them. I was sitting at my desk, minding my own business, when I hear our team leader say, “Sandra is stuck in the elevator!” Sandra was stuck between the fourth and fifth floor.
Oddly, the elevator she was stuck in was out of order last week. I’m guessing they didn’t fix like they thought they did.
Oh, and she was out in 30 minutes, so at least she isn’t still stuck in there.
That may just traumatize me if I was in that situation. Especially alone. Which I imagine would be only slightly better than being trapped in a crowded elevator.
That would FREAK me out. I don’t do close tight confined spaces.