This afternoon, our apartment manager and another tenant were in the elevator with me and reminiscing about the “good old” days in our apartment building. Our apartment manager said he remembered about 15 years ago when the elevators were “really bad” and sometimes the doors would get stuck. With people inside the elevator. He then said, “we needed crowbars to pry the doors open and get them out.”
Oh, no way. From now on, I’m walking up and down all 17 stories of our building.
And here’s more bad elevator mojo. This time, about a guy who was stuck inside an elevator for 41 hours. Yikes!