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Sunday, November 06, 2005
"The Elevator"
what is it with elevators? i think there is a kind of "elevator psychology". it's one of the most bizarre places in the world for me. everyone facing the door....looking up at the numbers.....that polite whispering that everyone can still hear. at one of the hotels here in tokyo, they have gone one step further and put mirrors on all four walls (including the elevator doors!). so, now you have this strange dynamic going on in this little space....people staring at the floor..people staring at the numbers of the floors being displayed...people trying to catch a peek of someone they think is attractive or strange or whatever. recently, i was in an elevator that stopped for about 3-4 minutes. that was an experience. after about 60 seconds, i started to hear whispers that sounded like panic in their voices. it was a crowded elevator. i was just imagining if we had to spend 3-4 hours in there together, how crazy it could get. once in new york, i went to pick up my girlfriend at jfk airport. we hadn't seen each other for 3-4 months. we went into manhattan to the hotel. my room was on the 17th floor. we got into the elevator and went up a few floors and the thing stopped. we were in there for over an hour............(^_-)!!!
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