I have an intense fear of riding alone in elevators. I can't even really explain it. Perhaps I take comfort in the fact that if, for any odd reason, the elevator got stuck for a long period of time, I'd have something to snack on to keep myself alive if necessary. Although it is highly unlikely that I'll ever have to resort to cannabilism as a means to stay alive, or that an elevator would be stuck long enough for that to become an option, I can't help feeling just the slightest bit safer when somebody else steps on the elevator with me.I have a bunch of weird phobias associated with riding elevators...
1. Fear of riding on an elevator with a pregnant woman:
She doesn't even have to be 9 months pregnant. I don't care how small her tummy is. If she looks even slightly pregnant, I wait for the next elevator or take the stairs. I like to avoid emergency situations whenever possible. The last one I was in involved a woman collapsing in a busy store. My mother turned around to say, "You know CPR, don't you?" loud enough for the whole store to hear. As everyone turns to stare at me with a look of relief on their faces as they think I can somehow help this woman, I can't remember the first thing I learned in class about CPR. Thankfully, some other guy knew what he was doing and I was spared.
2. Fear of riding on an elevator with too many people:
When placed in this situation, I do two things.1. I look to the plaque that is put in every elevator which states the weight limit for that particular elevator.2. I mentally calculate and add the weight of each person in the elevator.If I think we're even close to being too heavy, I get off the first chance I get to take the stairs.
3. Fear of getting my head chopped off in the door:
If any of you have seen the part of Final Destination 2 where the lady's head gets caught in the elevator door,the elevator keeps going up, and her head is removed from her body. Whether you've seen it or not, all I can say is that I don't want to end up like her.
And why does any of this matter? I'm planning to take the lift/elevator to the top of the Eiffel Tower someday, and it's a long way up. Wish me luck.
About Me
- Jami
- Best stated by a friend of mine...I've come to think that describing yourself is like telling someone about your favorite book. You can tell them all your favorite parts, why you love the characters, and about the compelling plot, but deep down you know they're not going to have quite the same experience that you had. They may read the book and love it, but the reasons they love it and the things they take away from it will be different than yours, but good nonetheless. So my only hope is to tell you enough to convince you to read the book, to get to know me, and then you may take away whatever feelings you wish. Make yourself an open book, letting others read into it as they wish. Not everyone will like what they read, but atleast you know that the ones who do like what is truly there, and not some false cover you put on. "Jami loves:when she wakes up before the alarm,to sit at pub tables during a concert,when movies make her cry,baking,classic rock bands,giving gifts. Jami hates:to run out of things to say,to see other people cry,when movies have a predictable ending,to let people waste her time."
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