250 wedding guests . . .
Reception on the 8th floor . . .
One small, slow elevator to transport guests, 8 at a time . . .
The owner of the building apparently discovered this was going to cause some problems so he took matters into his own hands. If 16 people were put on the elevator at once instead of 8, we'd all get upstairs twice as fast! Brilliant!
Unfortunately, this particular elevator, when past the weight limit, goes into lock-down mode with all 16 people trapped inside.
Thus began Elevator Nightmare 2014!
Here are a few TIPS to surviving your own Elevator Nightmare:
1. MEN: Work together to take off your suit jackets. Yes, your dress shirt will still be two shades darker in color, wet with sweat, but it'll be significantly cooler!
2. Press your face against the cool (if dirty) wall, it provides a moment of relief from the stifling heat.
3. Give Aldi crackers to the distraught two-year-old at your own risk. Yes, it will calm her momentarily, but then she'll scream for "More Crackers" long after your purse-supply is exhausted! It'll be hard to hear the 911 operator while she's screaming.
4. Always turn to face the door immediately upon entering an elevator, otherwise you'll be stuck facing the back wall the entire time (although, this can be of some benefit, see Tip #2!)
5. Try to stand next to your cousin. If you have your face pressed into someone's chest, better hers than a stranger!
After 35 minutes, the firemen pried the doors open! Fresh air! They had us run out, unsure how long the doors would stay open and the elevator would stay stable.
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| Notice I'm facing backwards That's Frank behind me, early in the experience because he's still wearing his suit jacket |
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| Still smiling, toddler not screaming Henry is at Frank's feet 5 minutes in and still thinking we might be on an episode of Punk'd! |
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| Sardine cousins! I couldn't even see them but they were sweaty little troopers! |
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| Sweaty but out! Posing in front of one of the three firetrucks sent to pry us out |
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