I was drinking on Saturday night. I wasn’t out drinking; I was home drinking. But at some point, I needed to
buy food. Because I was tipsy, I decided
to take the elevator down and back up even though I only live on the 2nd
floor. Staircases make me nervous when I’m
like that. I don’t like to be outside either
when I’ve been drinking. Yet I
managed. When I went back up in the
elevator, it got stuck right at my floor, and the automatic door wouldn’t
open. It took a moment for me to believe
this was happening.
Many people consider being stuck in an elevator their worst
fear. For
some reason, thankfully, that
situation doesn’t put me in a panic. I
was once told the stop/start button is more helpful than the alarm button. I used both.
The door didn’t respond. I calmly
rang the alarm in groups of 3 rings. S.O.S. I hoped people would respond. I was grateful I didn’t need to pee. I tried the stop/start button again
also. I wondered how long this would
be. I tried to push the automatic door
open and closed with my hands just to get it in motion again. I pressed the buttons for all the
floors. Then I just did the alarm
again. I heard someone from several
floors above banging on the door. It
felt good to know someone was aware of me.
I accepted this might take a while. I sighed and softly said, “Oh Lord.” With no prodding, the automatic door opened,
and I got out.
Wow. Interpret that
however.
…..
A writer I know for years wrote a non-traditional haiku for
me. I
appreciate it and am including it
here:
You’re Welcome Haiku
Reality hits
as grass blooms thru
sidewalk’s crack
Your Ex is an Idiot!
...
If you want to come hear my comedy now that I am idiot-less, here’s info for another show.
or
I appreciate you so much for wanting to hear what
I have to say whether in a blog or on stage as a comic or a storyteller or a
poet. There are so many people who’d prefer I be
silenced. They are not the healers, God knows.
Come
out and laugh with us. It warms my
heart.
Great elevator story! Could work it into a comic routine?Nifty haiku!
Richard, thanks for being a loyal reader of She So Funny. You and several others asked me if I will turn that into comedy. It's not hitting the funny bone for me. It feels more like a story of a small miracle or a wink from the universe (or a wink from God, whatever one believes). I have since added the name of the writer who wrote the poem. I wasn't sure if she wanted to be named. She does.
Oh, I gotta do a rewrite. I thought it was a traditional Haiku. Man, no wonder I can't get into the poetry mags! I'm a rebel.
Love,
2Pac's Rose!
lol