Death Trap

I told William not to jump up & down in the elevator. I said it would break.


But he didnt listen. And of course, as expected, the elevator broke. So now, stuck between floors one and four, in an elevator that had turned off, we sat. Will wanted to spark up a cigarette. I wanted to try to climb out the top. We didnt do either.


Instead, Will called Kenneth to let him know that, "we were stuck on an elevator and to fucking do something because we were stuck on an elevator and that he should go get somebody because we were stuck on a fucking elevator, oh and hey, did i mention that right now we are stuck on a fucking elevator?"















I was not enjoying myself because we were headed up to Floor 4, and I wasnt quite sure how high off the ground we were. For some reason, I just dont find the possibility of falling 4 stories inside of an elevator shaft that appealing I guess.















It then occured to us that we should try opening the doors by hand, 2 minutes later, we found ourselves stepping out of the obnoxious elevator and onto Floor 2.


Why does this stuff always happen?



Steppin out...

Lesson: Dont bounce up and down in ghetto-ass elevators. They will break. You will be stuck. Its not fun.