And Then The Elevator Spoke

At 6:45 in the morning without caffeine, this can be a very disorienting experience.

ELEVATOR: “Hello?!”
ME (freaked out): “…Hello?”
ELEVATOR: “Hey!”
ME: “Hey…. who is this?”
ELEVATOR: “Is Daniel there?”
ME: “No, I’m the only one here.”
ELEVATOR (pauses): “Who are you?”
ME: “This is an elevator.”
ELEVATOR: “What do you mean?”
ME: “You called an elevator.”
ELEVATOR (laughing): “How did I do that?”
ME: “Must be a wrong number.”
ELEVATOR: “Oh, okay. Bye.”

She sounded hot.

December 17 2008 01:04 pm | Daily Life

5 Responses to “And Then The Elevator Spoke”

  1. Brittany on 17 Dec 2008 at 5:57 pm #

    That would have scared the crap out of me! lol. You have to find out where she called from :P

  2. Pstonie on 17 Dec 2008 at 7:19 pm #

    “Good morning, Dave.”

  3. LittLeLives on 17 Dec 2008 at 8:49 pm #

    You can call an elevator?
    Wow. I wonder what the number she was aiming for was.

  4. Triffid on 18 Dec 2008 at 12:20 am #

    Gyaaahahahahaha…
    THIS NEEDS TO BE A MISSED CONNECTION ON CRAIGSLIST.

    Pleeease?

    http://edmonton.en.craigslist.ca/mis/

  5. Kermitmitboombox on 07 Jan 2009 at 11:53 am #

    aaaahhahahahahahahahaa, beautiful!

    That’s kind of my dream, in a way…..

Trackback URI | Comments RSS

Leave a Reply