The men's room on the seventh floor where my office is was closed for cleaning, so I thought I'd take the elevator down to three where there's free coffee and soda and more bathrooms. Bad idea! Wound up stuck in the elevator.
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Department of Bad Ideas
04 Oct 2007 11:03 am
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At least you didn't get stuck in the elevator after drinking coffee and before going to the bathroom.
This would make a great Twitter.
And this is why the official State Department blog will never attract a loyal following.
What a compelling little slice-of-daily-existence anecdote! Perhaps you should expand it to, say, twenty minutes and pitch it to "This American Life."
You should have just pissed in your office instead.
Bad luck and a bad idea aren't the same thing.
This post was only acceptable if it was made from your iPhone inside the elevator.
Bah. All the good stuck-in-elevator stories involve an attractive woman.
If you had no reason to think the elevator might get stuck, was it really a bad idea? Vaguely Gettier-ish issue there.
When I'm stuck, I tap my foot to iTunes in my head.... Often times, new friends will join in, and we can pass the time together.
This would make a great Twitter.
Hmm, I've been trying to figure out why twitter holds no interest to anyone with a life.
Dumb question, but aren't there stairs? If there are, why would you take the elevator?
"Dumb question, but aren't there stairs? If there are, why would you take the elevator? "
Well I doubt he knew it would get stuck.
Well I doubt he knew it would get stuck.
I think Mr. Hilton's point was more that for a quick trip to somewhere a mere four floors away, Mr. Yglesias should be taking the stairs by default. And indeed, it's good exercise for those with primarily sedentary jobs.
this is called conservation-of-problem, and can be tough to beat. poor howard hughes, with all his resources, tried like a son-of-a-gun to isolate himself from pathogens, but in the process, so pissed off his protectors that they added ground up bird droppings to his food to get even.
Dumb question, but aren't there stairs? If there are, why would you take the elevator?
From today forth, I'm a stairs man.
conservation-of-problem can find you in the stairwell. unless you're talking about well-formed mathematical proofs, i wouldn't be so quick to trumpet any untested solution, and then only for the given space-time instance for which it was applied and that you think passed without incident.
'tis a cruel universe
I've had lots of problems taking stairs in tall buildings. They are usually shut off and can be used only in emergencies, and the doors to the various floors are often locked from the inside (which can create a hazard in an emergency if the stairwell is blocked downstairs, actually).
People are so freaked out about security that they force you to take the elevator.
I think Tom was saying you can usually pee in a stairwell and then get back to blogging.
Dude, that post was Andy Rooney-like in its random details. Go ahead and read it again in an aging, nasally voice and then tell me I'm wrong.
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Even if you didn't get stuck, it's much more likely that the bathroom on the floor with free coffee will be full.
Posted by Njorl | October 4, 2007 11:08 AM