Friday, February 18, 2011

But there was no music...

As of yesterday, I can say that I have officially been stuck in an elevator. For 15 minutes. Alone. Unfortunately, there was no elevator music. Let me just say - I was very cool, calm and collective, but that 15 minutes sure did feel like an hour as I was on the verge of tears when security came and set me free. Notice how I was sitting close to the bar, on the floor, ready to hold on should the elevator begin to plumit...

Of course I took a picture of myself  as I thrive on the sympothy of others. (Especially Fancy.)

4 comments:

  1. I am always sympathetic, dear daughter! When you are sick, locked out of your apt., experiencing car problems or issues with your friends, sister, etc., I am there for you. Tell me your problems so you will feel less burdoned and I can worry for you :)

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  2. (in response to Nancy's post)....sister?

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  3. at least you had a nice purse with you...

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  4. I'm glad you called security before texting me!

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