I moved into a new apartment this fall, and it's been great, with one exception: the "Sudden Death Elevator." It's one of those century-old contraptions that looks (and often seems) like a medevil torture chamber. It seems mostly safe, but has one charming little quirk. Sometimes it gets stuck in a loop. The building superintendent told me, "But, don't worry, it only really happens if you live on the top floor and are going to the bottom." Well that'd be great, but I live on the top floor. So, when I make the descent to the bottom sometimes it will randomly choose to BOUNCE BACK UP TO THE TOP FLOOR - and that that point it randomly chooses whether or not to let me out before going back down again. I've tried ripping the security cage open at one of the floors, but it doesn't work. You just have to 'bounce' until it decides to stop, or you can break out. And let me tell you, the robot has got some motion sickness issues. Below, is a photo montage of me about to be served.



ON GETTING SERVED:
Oh, and I've begun using the already-tired 'street' phrase "you got served!" at work, or home. I think it really livens things up. Give it a try...don't be a hater.