Probabilistically speaking
Lights flicker.
Save your work! Save your work!
There's a storm coming.
There's something wrong with the elevators, too. Well, maybe not wrong, but not quite right either. It's taking too long, they're on the fritz.
To get in or to not get in --
that is the question.
What, I thought, is there some question about taking the elevator, or more specifically, not taking it. Because I walked to the elevator, fully expecting to get on, and I'm not about to turn back, find a way out, like stairs. I don't even know where stairs are, and it's too late to go after the woman that just left to take some.
I'd heard the bell, the one that sounds when someone gets stuck in the elevator -- the red emergency button or whatever it is. Never had to use it, I don't think.
I did pull a fire alarm once.
Accidentally.
It was red too.
So the power's on the fritz, which results in the fritz on which the elevators are. (Uhhhh...?) And I kind of want to take the stairs, but I know I won't find them now, and the elevator's got to come soon.
We listen to elevators slide along shafts, chains jingling, pulleys pulling. Something's happening. That welcome bell sounds that says there's an elevator ready. We look at all four doors in turn. None of them open.
But then there's another one that lights up that we, or at least I, least expected. It looked dead last to me. Yet there it was.
Really says something...
