You know when you see those movies where people get stuck in elevators and they are between floors so they have to jump down to get out? Yeah, that was me. When the dinner at the conference was over tonight, we all went to the elevators to go back to our rooms. (Anya had already gone up to the room earlier.) All the doors were open and it said the elevators were out of order. We were supposed to use the service elevator. So nine of us got into the service elevator, and it gave a little lurch and stopped. I have a little bit of fear of elevators anyway because of the aforementioned movies. And I’m very claustrophobic. We knocked on the door, rang the emergency bell, BEAT on the door to no avail. Finally, one of the people in the elevator yelled that we were stuck. A voice on the other side said, “Are you really stuck?” Seriously? In the meantime, someone on the elevator called 911. They were about to send the fire department. But finally, they were able to pry the doors open. They had to get us a chair to step down on. All I could think of then was a movie or two that I’ve seen where someone is halfway out and the elevator starts up again and cuts them in half. *shivers* As soon as it was my turn, I was out of there. Then I had to WALK up to the 9th floor. Because I had told the people in the elevator I was claustrophobic, one of the ladies found out my room number and called me to make sure I was okay. She said I shot out of that elevator and ran away, out of breath. I was REALLY out of breath when I got to the room!
My question to myself is…will I be able to step into that elevator in the morning to go home? I hope so, because I can’t imagine lugging my suitcase, backpack, and purse down eight flights of stairs.
Bless your heart. Sorry I wasn’t there with you. Of course I had to have come up earlier. I miss all the excitement!
LOL. You must have had a premonition that said. “Go to the room NOW!” 🙂
That must have been it.
You poor thing! Even the thoughts of getting stuck like that has me freaking out in my head a little.
May it NEVER happen to you again. 🙂
If I had stayed in there a really long time, I might have been stark raving mad. LOL. It was scary. I hope it never happens again!
I’m very anti elevator. When I was a freshman in college, during Rush week, I got stuck in one with TWENTY NINE OTHER PEOPLE (it was an elevator intended to hold only 13) for 45 minutes. Everybody was trying to get to their rush parties on time and all these girls kept piling in even though we said there was no room (I lived on the top floor). I lived on the 11th floor and took the stairs the rest of the semester and to this day if I know where the stairs are, I take them instead.
I’ve always been a little nervous about them. I can’t believe you got stuck with that many people. I think that would put me off of them for sure! One of the bad things is that at this particular convention, there were lots of older people. Most of them couldn’t climb stairs. I have no idea how long they waited before the elevator was fixed.
I’d be thinking of those elevator films too. Poor you.
I think there was a gruesome elevator scene in one of the Final Destination movies. Scary stuff!
Yes and the film Devil.
My son also hates elevators, so whenever we’re alone in an elevator I like to jump up and down, it freaks him out. I am evil Hubbard.
Glad you’re safe and no one was hurt.
Hubbard, you’re probably one of those people who rock the chair lift, too, right?
I’m safe, but I’ll remember what happened every time I get in an elevator.
I’m glad you got out okay. That’s one real life situation where you don’t want to be thinking of horror movies you’ve seen!
Thanks, Michelle. I was out of there so fast, I don’t think the elevator would have had a chance to cut me in half. LOL
Sounds like Anya was lucky to avoid that one.
Fortunately, all movies or TV shows I’ve seen where someone is stuck in the elevator involve the birth of a baby or people chatting until they’re rescued. Ewe on getting cut in half. That never crossed my mind.
I’m glad everything turned out okay. I don’t blame you for bolting out there.
And it’s only because everything turned out okay that I can admit I was laughing aloud when someone from outside the elevator asked, “Are you really stuck?” That just strikes me as ridiculous he would even ask.
Oh, I had to laugh at that one, too. Did they think we were in there having a big party? We had already beat on the door, and I know they heard us because we could hear them talking. We even rang that emergency bell and no one paid attention. People are just so weird. LOL