Stuck

I've always thought that people who get stuck were just funny. Like the wierdos who drive through some mud and try to make it out. But my story of getting stuck was more than funny. It was hillarious. But at the time it was pretty scary. I got stuck in an elevator...funny I know.

I usually go see a chiropractor once a week and was on my way to his office on the 5th floor. I got in alone and rode up as normal. As it stopped on the floor the doors tried to open but got stuck. They opened a slight bit so I could see a sliver of light. I yelled through the opening and asked if someone could help me open the door manually.

I still wasn't panicing at this point because I thought I could still get out. There was a man there who did help pry it open. I pushed the "open door" button while he tried pulling on it. Just then out of no where, the doors closed and I started heading back down. On the 3rd floor somone must have pushed the button to go down. So as the elevator stopped on the 3rd floor the same thing happened. The doors only opened a slight bit and the other woman tried to help me pry it open.

But then they shut and I went up again to the 6th floor.....same thing. No open doors. 3rd floor again...no open doors. So now I start to panic. I was already getting sick from the up and down motion and had no cell service. I was just about to pick up the phone in the elevator when the doors just opened by themselves. I quickly jumped out and warned everyone I could not to get in the elevator.

I only wish the story ended there....but it doesn't. Since I was on the wrong floor I decided to take the stairs. I was late for my appointment so I basically ran up the 2 flights of stairs. Out of breath I tried to open the door to the 5th floor. As luck would have it....the stair doors are locked from the inside. Only someone from the outside can open them. So I pound on the door and ask someone to let me out....again with my luck. No one was there. So I race down a flight and try the same thing on the 4th floor.....no one there either. Back to the 3rd floor. I realized that I didn't actually shut the door behind me when I got in the stairwell so I got out.

But now I'm stuck. I didn't want to take the stairs again and I didn't want to take the elevator. So I called my Dr.'s and told them the whole story. So they told me to go back up the stairs and they would be there to let me in. By now I was completly out of breath...but I made it to the appointment and was safe.

How did I get home you ask.....I walked all the way accross the building to the other side and took a different elevator down.