
So this is me on the elevator today at work. Yes, I got stuck on the elevator. When they opened it, there was EXACTLY this much space, AND I had a skirt on. As only my luck would have it I was on the elevator by myself, thankfully the lights stayed on so I wasnt in the dark.
I got on the elevator at basement level. It started to go up. It stoped at the lobby and the "Safety Manager", yes that is her official title, got on. We continued up the floors. She got of on the third floor. I was heading to the fourth floor. Just as the doors closed on the third floor it started up about 8 ft, started jerking REALLY bad and then came to a screaching halt. I was scared right out of my skirt. I started crying, only because I had a dream about two weeks ago about getting stuck on an elevator (honest to God, I really did).
I calmed myself down and decided to push the telephone button. I got a dial tone, however, it did not ring or dial out to anyone. I then decided to push the fire department button, but it did not push- BROKEN. Then I push the alarm button, but all that does is ring a bell. I could hear the other elevator going up and down carrying people. So I continued to ring the alarm button. Nobody responded so I started to yell for help. Someone heard me yelling and said "oh, someone is in there yelling for help (talking to someone else)" and then preceded to ask me "Do you need help?" I said yes that I was stuck and they said they where going to get someone. The Assistant Director of the Forest Service comes and asks me what floor it says I am on- it said 4, however, I could see the floor of the 4th floor above my head... eventually (an hour later) the fire department showed up, opened the doors and had to get a ladder down in the whole to get me up. Then I had to squeeze through the tiny space and get out. All while I am in a skirt. It was embarrassing, funny and a crowd started to form... never again will I ride the elevator here at work.
It is four stories of stairs daily for me here at work. Thats ok, maybe this is Gods way of telling me to start exercising...

