My first scary moment in Manhattan
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I've been enjoying Manhattan so much that I hadn't really given thought to all the things that could go wrong in this city. Well, today I had my first taste of horror when I got stuck in the elevator of our building for a whole one minute.
One minute, you chuckle? But I tell you, that was the longest one minute in my life. I was on the my way to work this morning when the elevator decided to run amok. I went all the way down from the 28th to the first floor and then the doors refused to open. The alarm bells started screaching loudly and I could feel the heat rising through my body. I started peeling off my heavy coat and sweater and sat on the ground with my hands pulling my hair. If it weren't for the fact that Harsha and another guy were in the elevator with me, I would have totally freaked out. They called the doorman and we were soon rescued.
But this incident has left me a little shaken. I've been thinking all day about what it would feel like to be stuck in an elevator for hours on end. I've been thinking of the folks who got stuck in the subway when there was a blackout last summer and had to walk on rats in the dirty tunnels to get out. Yikes! I realized how very lucky I've been so far to be shielded from these experiences. I've been counting my blessings all day!