I was trapped in an elevator on Friday for just over an hour. TRAPPED IN AN ELEVATOR!!! Thankfully though I wasn't apart of a terrorist plot, trapped with Miranda Priestly, attempting to understand meta-physics and Shania Twain and I wasn't on my way to floor seven and the half either.
Unfortunately, I wasn't being rescued by a pop-quizzed hotshot, but was instead rescued by an antsy angry man who reminded me of that Keymaker character from the second Matrix movie. You know the one! The one that Carrie Anne Moss couldn't catch up to when they were both running through that weird building with the staircase. Or maybe you don't. That movie's a bit of a fuzzy memory, obviously. But, let's face it, who would you rather be rescued by?
That's what I thought!
Needless to say, as I was stuck inside the lift at work, it was the easiest cash I ever made. I even had a nap (I was sleepy!) Fun was had by all.