Expect my fitness levels to increase significantly from now on because I am going to be using the stairs a lot more at work. In fact I will probably use them all the time after today’s little episode when I got stuck between the 2ns and 3rd floors for more than an hour.
I had gone across to the shop in our other building to get some paracetemol, as I was not feeling 100%, and on the way back I took the lift which juddered to a halt and started shouting at me. To be fair, our lifts always shout. For some reason all the voice announcements were recorded by Mr. Angry so when the lift says “fourth floor” it does so in a tone that seems to say “piss off out of my lift and hurry up about it!”
Fortunately I bought a newspaper while I was getting medication so I passed the time doing the crossword and kakuro and reading most of the sections while I was stranded and avoided both boredom and panic, even so it was not pleasant. I can’t say that I was traumatised or anything, but I can see how people could get themselves into a state,
I wonder though; is it better to be stuck in a lift alone or with others?  That might depend partly on who the others were, but I reckon it depends a lot more on how you are.
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