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watch what you say

August 29th, 2005

OK, I’ll admit it… I think there is something to be said for the concept of karma. Well, it’s more that I believe sometimes what you say will come back to you. It’s like the stories of people who find a genie in a bottle, make a wish, and then find that what they receive is more than they anticipated. (moral: Careful what you wish for…. yada yada)

This weekend while we were in Atlanta, I complained about the fact that I have to ride the elevator everyday. I didn’t just say it once… I think I said it to everyone I ran into. So, I get to work this morning, and guess what… the elevator’s busted, sucka! My options are walk up the stairs or walk down to 9th Avenue and take the elevators at the back of the building.

As self-punishment, I chose the stairs… I walk up the 7 floors to my office and find that, lo’ and behold, the door to my floor is locked. Locked! So, I walk back down 7 floors, down a block (a city block goes on forever)… did I mention it’s 85 and humid… and then I have to take the back elevators. That will teach me. No more complaining about the elevators.

Daniel nyc, rant, travel

  • Ashley
    At least you have the option to take the stairs. My work building is so secure that you are forced through a card accessed turn style into an elevator to zoom up 34 floors. They aren't kidding about the alarm sounding if you open the stairwell door either. Apparently 1 of the 4 stairwells in my building is better than the others...so I investigated. BEEP!!!!! At our apartment you can take the stairs but the motion lights don't always work.
  • Believe it or not, that almost happened this morning. The elevator I was on dropped between floors. That's the second strange elevator incident I've had in two days.
  • Oh, Daniel. What goes around comes around. At least you didn't get in the elevator and then it'd crash down dozens of floors, that'd be really intense karma.
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