Archive for April, 2011
Trapped in a Closet, I Mean, Elevator
We got stuck in a National Press Building elevator with four others, including a random Russian journalist. We called for help and rang the alarm but were still stuck a good 15 minutes later, so when it was clear we were on a floor and not in between them, Matty pried the doors open and we got safely out in time for dinner. Thank god. But it was pretty funny before it got unfunny — the woman on the help intercom asked Matty questions like, “How many people are on the elevator with you?” And he said, “Six. But R. Kelly’s in here. Please hurry.” (Thankfully she got the joke.)