Heh. Fun stuff.
I decided to make a quick run to the bank, so I hopped in the elevator (I’m on the 5th floor of my building) to head downstairs. There were folks on the elevator already, and one of them was commenting to his coworker about how sometimes the elevator rides take a little longer than they should.
<cue dramatic music here>
So we get down to the lobby level, and…nothing happens. Door doesn’t open. We just sit there. We try pressing the Door Open button, and nothing. We push the button for level P1, just to see what happens. On P1, the door opens. Great! Obviously a temporary glitch. So we push L to head back to the lobby…and the same thing happens. Door won’t open. We head back down to P1. Still no open door. We head back up to 5. Door won’t open. And then the elevator takes on a life of its own.
We start moving up and down to random floors (we must have gone back and forth between 7 and 9 about five times). The elevator stops, but the doors don’t open at all. So we call the elevator company. They say to hang tight, and they’ll investigate. Great. I also call my coworkers so they can notify building security, who apparently has somehow managed to NOT hear us ringing the emergency button.
Meanwhile, we’re going up and down (and up and down and up and down). At least the conversation was pleasant. Finally, we get back to the lobby level for what is now probably the tenth time, and we can here security on the other side shouting at us. They ask us to try to hit the Open Door button, which we do for the umpteenth time, but still nothing. Then we can hear them fiddling physically with the door, but – guess what? We take off again. Down to P2 this time. There’s another security guard there shouting at us. He asks us to try to push the doors closed tight (“gently,” he says), but to no avail. He tells us that the elevator company should be out in about 15 minutes. And then he starts to tell us something else, but we take off again.
We hang out Floors 14 and 16 for a couple of minutes, lamenting the fact that we know that there is coffee and donuts on the other side of the door at 16, but we can’t get to them. Then it’s back down to P2. More shouted instructions, more helplessness from us. Back to the lobby. Back to P2. Then back to the lobby again. Finally, I guess they managed to shut off the elevator to keep us on the lobby level. They fiddle with the outside and tell us to try to physically pry the doors open, and viola! We escape!
Anyway, sorry for the long and rambling, but I haven’t ever really been stuck in an elevator before, and I found the experience rather amusing. Fortunately the two folks I was with were also light-hearted about the affair. And of course, it took me less time to run to the bank than the time I was stuck.
I’ve tried to tell my office manager that I was terribly traumatized and should be allowed to go home now, but she doesn’t seem to be buying it.