On the subject of Write What You Know, here’s a first: I’ve had the opportunity to climb out of a stuck elevator after another passenger hauled the doors open. I suspect this is as close as I’ll ever come to being in Die Hard.
For the record, I wasn’t stuck for long. Just long enough to figure out that pushing the HELP button didn’t connect us to help but to an answering machine. Just long enough to wonder what the other passenger and I were going to talk about for endless hours until somebody found us. But the doors proved surprisingly easy to pull apart. Luckily, we only had to jump down about a foot. I didn’t even have to write out Now I have a machine gun. Ho-ho-ho.
Think I’ll take the stairs for a while.