Have you ever noticed that whenever you’re in a rush to get someplace, the lift is always jam-packed? And you have no choice but to stand powerlessly pressed up against some strange man that looks suspiciously like Lord Voldermort. Social etiquette tends to just fly right out of the window when in a lift; suddenly it’s okay to breathe down my neck in a serial killer fashion, or to ask me personal questions seeing as I’m trapped in this slow moving hell with you for the next 40 or so seconds.
We all know that at the best of times taking the lift can pose a highly awkward position to be stuck in. But let’s take a look at what happens when an awkward moment surpasses into the downright embarrassing.
Tales of humiliation and discomfiture
“One particular afternoon I happened to find myself alone in a big elevator. It seemed to take an eternity to get to my floor. So there I was all alone and I got a brilliant idea! Being these elevators can take so much weight what’s the harm in one little jump? Really, hasn’t everyone wanted to jump while riding the elevator? So I tried it, one little jump at first. It was a bit fun. So I did it again and again and again. In all my glory it took me a few moments to realize that the elevator had stopped moving. I was stuck! I kept my composure and picked up that phone behind the little door and called to get myself some help. The person who answered asked me what the elevator number was. How would I know? I was on the inside. So I’m standing there looking around to see if I can see a number anywhere. Nothing. Then the operator then says to me, “mam, right there to your left.” It was at that moment that I looked up and was instantly reminded that each elevator has a camera inside”.
“I was riding down the elevator on the way home. On this trip, though, I was alone in the elevator, and I was so tired I couldn’t even think. Instead of going to the back of the elevator like most people do, I parked myself right in front of the doors. Also, though I didn’t realize I was doing it, I started singing, which I frequently do when I’m alone. I was performing that Possum Kingdom song that seems to be about vampires. I got all the way to the verse, “And I promise you, I will treat you well, my sweet angel, so help me, Jesus…” and the doors of the elevator opened on the last few words. In front of me was an older woman from Human Resources, looking a little surprised.
Three things dawned on me all at once:
1. I was singing,
2. She heard me,
3. She wanted to get in the elevator and I was standing in the way.
That ride down could not have gone any slower”.
“My partner and I were going to an office building to interview a witness in a crime. I had some tremendous gas building up and I knew that I was really going to unleash something awful. We got on the elevator and I pushed the button for the sixth floor. The doors closed and I unleashed the beast. Suddenly, the elevator stopped on the third floor and a woman got on the elevator. I had not counted on that possibility. I don’t know what floor she was going to but she ran off in a hurry on the very next floor”.
Ah, the lift, such a delight. Now we’re not saying we can eliminate the element of awkwardness or idiot proof our lifts so you don’t make a fool of yourself, but here at Sheridan Lifts we can guarantee that with the regular lift maintenance we carry out on our lifts, a slow ride to your escape will not be an issue! So, if you’re in need of Lift Maintenance or simply wish to make an enquiry about our services, please call us today on 0161 203 6299.