My Worst Nightmare — Being Trapped In An Elevator Till You Die!
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I have some degree of claustrophobia. It is not major but there are situations that make me uncomfortable. Long ago I discovered that I do not like enclosed elevators — precisely because of this nightmare. I would not do well trapped in an elevator. I do know folks who have been trapped — albeit never for that long — and I have nothing but utmost respect for them. If at all possible I try not to be in an elevator on my own and whenever I get into one I make sure that I know where the emergency button is and if there is a phone. Given the option I would rather take the stairs than use an elevator — and part of that is that, just one of my manifold foibles, I do like to climb/run up stairs. Eight or nine floors is not a problem. When my adopted parents lived in Paris, which they did for 18 years, I would regularly climb to the 2nd floor of the Eiffel Tower — sometimes doing it twice a day. I have walked up 18 floors, in London, carrying a 30lb Datascope (an early network diagnostic tool).
My heart bleed for this poor lady. Shouldn’t somebody have heard her. A month.
Only in China. Now I feel GUILTY that we too partook in the Chinese New Year while this poor lady was dying! I hope the negligent workers are thrown in jail, ideally in solitary for months on end.
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