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    Wednesday, August 22, 2007

    Stuck in the lift

    I had a harrowing experience at my office today, when me, my colleagues and some strangers were stuck in a lift, due to a mechanical failure.

    We just came back from lunch and were on our way up to the office on the 6th floor. The car park is located at B2 ( 2nd level of the car park ). There were 10 of us inside, me and my colleagues and 3 other strangers. After pressing the buttons for a while my colleague realized the thing was not going to move and he reached for the emergency telephone. At this point I was feeling fine, if not even a little amused. No one answers the damm emergency telephone! Lao cb !
    Our emotions can play tug-of-war with our psyches under such circumstances--especially when we are stuck and lack of oxygen--and it is easy to shift into panic.





















    My colleague Edwin ( the specky guy in the pic ) called back to our office and asked for help. And the smart gentleman from my office replied him "why dont you press the ALT-CTRl-DELETE key and reboot the damm lift". Walan eh ! Luckily no one farts or i'm gonna bitch slap that fuxer. Ten minutes later, I was starting to feel decidedly uneasy and by this point was thinking that the air in the lift was a bit on the stale side. I was feeling quite uncomfortable as I leaned on the wall to start tapping. I thought about ringing my wife but she's in the gym.
    The worrying feelings started to intensify again (something about being stuck and not being able to do anything meaningful about it). At this stage I had been in the lift for about 15 minutes. Again the feelings cleared and I began to think about how else I could use the time. I decided to start planning all the things I would do when I returned to the office and became so involved in this that I was even a little miffed. I had started to appreciate the wonderful opportunity these few quiet moments had given me to engage in some uninterrupted forward planning!

    A minute later the lift lurched wildly a couple of times and ended it's descent, with the door opening at the basement. A uniformed man immediately unlocked the door. I assumed he was the lift technician. In all I had been in the lift for about 25-30 minutes and overall the experience was not all that unpleasant.



















    And here's the lao cb lift.

    [2:50 PM]

       
       
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