near death experience

ok, maybe the header was too dramatic, but knowing the dramatic in me, the title is actually very much apt for this post.

There's no photos cos seriously, I was so traumatised by what had happened just now that...i think i need to go shopping...

What was the big deal? well...yours truly was stick in the elevator just now.

Yes...Stuck.In.A.Elevator.

Sense my excitement?

With a primary school kid and her maid. Oh, did i mentioned I bought groceries too, so my ice cream melted and orange juice became warm and what else? Yes, my 2 bratwurst and 300 grams of breakfast ham suffered too.

Why am I in bout of unluckiness lately? Taxi failure at busy junction few weeks back and now this!

Ok, actually, the time spent stuck inside the lift was not that bad. The fan and lights were still on; only the life failed to move. I pressed the emergency button for like 10 min and since they just re-furbished the lift, 4 walls were covered in protective gear and there's no emergency number to call/dial. Those town council folks are soooo smart to only post notices with numbers outside the lift. How do stuckers like me get to see numbers when I am in the lift? Rely on reflections from the non-reflective surfaces of the walls outside?!

Anyway, the notice inside does not help much too: In case of emergency, please stay calm and do not panic. Press the emergency button and wait for help to arrive.

Yes, I did folow those instructions. In fact, I even called 995 (911 of Singapore) to tell them to send 'convey the message that I am stuck with 2 other folks to the town council' .

In between wait, I had time to look at my mails, eat 8 squares of chocolate with almonds, call mum (who's 3 floors abov my stuck lift) and also, lament my suay-ness (unluckiness) to Tina and provide her some late afternoon destress talk.

Help arrived and they fixed the problem. Immediately, I left the lift and climb stairs for the remaining floors up. The exit was not as dramatic as I envisioned though...