I walked in, pressed the button, and was already imagining how I'd be calmly drinking coffee in a minute. But the elevator decided it had other plans today... It went up a few floors, made a strange "whoosh," jerked, and stopped. 😳

At first, I calmly pressed the open button. Nothing. Then again. Then I started pressing it with an expression on my face, as if the elevator was bound to be scared. 😂

A couple of minutes later, I decided to call the dispatcher. A woman's voice asked very calmly:

"Are you alone?"

I looked around and replied:

"Well... now I am." Although just recently, I was very sure it was a good idea to take the elevator. 😂

Then I tried to stay calm and even turned on some music on my phone. Ten minutes later, I realized the battery was dying, and I turned off the music with such tragic intensity, as if it were the last concert of my life. 🎶😂

The funniest thing is, at some point, I heard people's voices outside and started knocking loudly on the door. Then I accidentally sneezed. And from the hallway, I heard:

"Is anyone there?"

I replied:

"No! It's my ghost!" 👻😂

In the end, of course, they got me. When the doors opened, I walked out with such dignity, as if I'd just overcome an emergency on my own.

And then I looked at the elevator and thought: after all, our relationship didn't work out. There won't be a second date. 😄🚪