I received several emails and comments about the last elevator-related blog, and my favorite was from Aileen Trebesch, a teacher from one of my California groups:
"I thoroughly enjoyed this week's elevator blog...my dad was an Otis constructor and then later maintenance and on-call mechanic, just retired after 36 years. I remember him watching Flyers games on Saturday, he'd get beeped, calling him to rescue someone in downtown Philly, and at times he'd wait until the end of the period before leaving on this 'emergency'. I figure I'm doomed to be trapped at some point to pay for this."
If she thinks she will have elevator karma, I wonder what I ever did to deserve being stuck in an elevator? My friend and I were going to stay in the new MGM towers called The Signature. We got on the elevator after checking in with two other people. They got off on their floor and we proceeded up, then we heard a loud bang and the elevator stopped. We pushed the emergency button and they asked us if we actually had an emergency. DeeDee replied; Well, if you consider a stuck elevator an emergency, then yes it is an actual emergency. They took us seriously. We got out my portable DVD player since I have serious claustrophobia and began watching a movie. When they got us out we were sitting on the floor watching a movie and eating corn chips, it was past dinner. We were stuck for 32 minutes. They did not even offer us a discount on our room or a free meal. Jerks!!
Posted by: Jamie Baker | January 12, 2009 at 10:45 AM