Sorry, let me be more specific.
Remember when I was making fun of Jenny for being stuck in an elevator?
Yeah, well, sometimes Karma sucks.
You see, on Saturday, Jenny and I were leaving the MomSelect suite, where we had done a couple spots on MomTV (more on that later in the week!), and we were parting ways for a short break before lunch. I dropped off Jenny and Andrea at the seventh floor and then I was headed down to the lobby. I was talking to Andy on the phone when I realized that instead of going down, the elevator had gone up to the 17th floor. After a minute or so, I realized that it wasn’t going back down. I pushed a couple other buttons to see if I could get it moving, but it wasn’t working. I wasn’t going anywhere.
So what was my first course of action? You might think I’d hit the elevator’s “call” button or something, but no, my first move was to call Jenny and say “I’m stuck in the elevator!” I couldn’t believe the irony, and I was cracking up. Jenny, of course, started panicking for me. “Press the call button! I’m going to call the front desk and I’ll be waiting for you in the lobby!” she said.
So I did press the button, but not before I sent a text to Amy, Shannan and Tricia that said “I am stuck in the elevator I shit you not. I am fine but you must tweet this irony!”
My girls did not disappoint and immediately the tweets started flying.
I was bored (why is there no wifi in the elevator? Come on!) so I started texting other people who I knew would find the situation humorous. My sister and I exchanged a few texts from the 17th floor:
Me: You are never going to believe this but I am stuck in an elevator.
Sister: No way. Can u call? Need me 2?
Me: Help on the way.
Sister: Good. Jenny w u?
Me: Thank God NO.
Sister: LOL
I could hear people outside the elevator trying to pry the doors open, but apparently they weren’t having a lot of luck. As they worked hard to free me, word of my situation was making its way around Twitterdom, and I got messages of concern from friends at home.
Concern… or hysterical laughter.
But finally, the doors opened, and two nice gentlemen helped me out of the elevator.
As I disembarked the elevator onto the 17th floor, who did I see but our friend George the Crocs Guy.
“George!” I said, breathlessly. “I just got stuck in the elevator!!!”
He looked at my quizzically and asked “Does that always happen to you guys?”
So then I got back on the elevator and went down to the lobby, where a crowd of concerned friends waited for me.
Jenny was a little happy to see me.
Tweets announcing my emancipation were sent, and Cortney, remembering Jenny’s reaction to her own elevator incident, asked the million dollar question.
My answer?
You are not sounding very repentant to me. Karma should have stuck you in there with 12 other people for 45 minutes!! 🙂
This is perhaps the funniest thing EVER. But I agree with Jenny — the payback was nowhere NEAR equal. Remind me never to get in an elevator with either of you ever again.
I honestly thought, “This has to be a joke” when Jenny tweeted that. Another stuck elevator at another blogging conference? No way!
Whenever I think of you guys, I’m going to think of elevators from now on. That’s even where I met you–in the elevator at IKEA! Ha. Don’t think I’ll be getting into any with you anymore, though…just in case. 😉
Good times, good times. Man, that sure did give me a good laugh! I will need to take the stairs whenever we’re together.
Well now, while one may not accept the Eastern Philosophy of Kharma, “what goes around, comes around” certainly comes to mind. You grumpy, they grumpy, you happy, they happy…pay it forward. But very funny anyway!
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I saw the tweet storm about you and, I have to admit, I lol’d. 😉
Glad you made it out safe! I’m not a claustrophobic person by anymeans, but I do have recurring dreams involving elevators going the wrong way, getting stuck, or going to fast so that they rocket out of the building, ala Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator.
i am de-lurking to let you know that this is such a funny story! i love reading your articles, I think the 2 of you are such awesome writers! sounds like you had fun at blogher, despite the elevator fiasco. 🙂
BWAHAHAHAAAAAAA I remember seeing those tweets.
Glad you’re okay. I had flashbacks to BlissDom, too!
I think I would have been a little more scared than you were. Elevators kind of freak me out. Not enough to climb the stairs, just enough to hold my breath until I’m sure I’m not going to plummet to my death.
Oh my goodness – Too. Funny. !!!
Especially you not being a freak, therefore implying only freaks would take the stairs. I concur.
Woah, where was I? Oh, yeah, that’s right…Probably in a part of the hotel that didn’t get internet or phone service. I had no idea about your elevator adventure. Glad you pulled through.
Love the recap Emily!! Too funny but sure glad you came out of it all right! Jenny and I still panic a little when we have to take the elevator up one floor with the kiddos at Barnes and Noble!!
Sorry you got stuck but I’ll admit I laughed when I heard about it after the fact.
That is so ironic it happened again. Glad you made it out safely and quickly. I am horribly claustrophobic and I got stuck in an elevator in Miami. I was with my husband and the teen girls who were going on our missions trip. I wish I could say I handled it with courage, but I pretty much started to panic. I was just seriously glad I had my inhaler, in case we were in there for a long time. We were stuck probably 10 minutes tops, but it felt like much, much longer. I remember when those doors flew open, I tried to let the girls go first, but then had to butt my way through. I doubled over and started to cry once out (hoping none of the girls noticed, but they did). I ended up telling them I could gladly be the brave one in another type of crisis, but not one that involves tight spaces. Needless to say, it was a very humbling moment.
I love how you described our encounter perfectly….haha