As many of you know- I have been traumatized by elevators in the past. But also most recently,as I have mentioned, the elevator at the hospital has started in on the shinanigans! One might think that I would have learned my lesson by now. But I think that at times, it takes a few of those "um- I think my heart just stopped" moments for me to finally get it.
Yesterday, as I got in, there was a dad with his cute little daughters. Of course they were so excited to push the buttons so everyone told them what floor they were going to and eventually all 5 buttons were pushed. We went up to the 2nd floor and one lady got out. Then the lights around the numbers signifying that the floor was chosen, went off and we started back down again. I started the whole "Don't freak out" talk that I do inside my brain to myself, over and over again.
"If other people panic, then I'll succumb to the fear, but until then, stay calm". But then the doors didn't open and flashbacks started flying throughout my brain of the other incidents that I have had. Confused, the dad calmly pushed the buttons again and it went back up and stopped at the floors that it needed to. Whoosh- relief filled my heart as I jumped off onto my floor.
That should have been enough of a lesson learned, but I had to get it one more time before I finally caved in that elevators are scary scary machines that humans put way too much trust in!
Today, I took those same cursed elevators again. I got on and as we pushed the buttons the lights around the numbers would turn off as if they weren't chosen. So we'd push them again, and the doors would close, lights would go off, and we'd be sitting there not moving. Finally it worked. It went up to the 2nd and 3rd floor but then the lights would go off the numbers and it went back down to the first floor. The other lady that was with me, looked at me strangely. and I said something that I'm sure was profound like, "Um- why is it that we can not seem to go UP in this elevator?" Once again on the 1st floor, and weirdly still on the elevator, we tried again. After our ride up and down, we were finally successful in getting to our destinations!
I think that I can cancel my gym membership because I'll be getting all the exercise that I need now- no more elevators!
2 comments:
The window over the door needs to be washed. I know just the girl to do it. You don't have to worry about elevators when there is an EARTHQUAKE waiting for you here. M
Jill,
I totally know how you feel about elevators, seriously! Also, call me a scammer...I am posting this so you will check your email. I started a blog. :)
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