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Friday, May 9, 2008

红绿灯 - Honey

Was talking to Roarbin last night and he showed me some parody of some guy getting trapped in a lift (who shat everywhere in the lift) . Then I linked myself to this story ..

In a nutshell, Nicholas White got trapped in the lift for a grand total of 41 hours. He works at the main office of Business Week (the magazine) as a production manager. So he went for a smoking break and took the express lift, dosen't stop below the 39th floor. Then he got caught in the lift for 41 hours. Tried to sue the company for 25 million US dollars, lost the case and got back less than a 6-figure sum. Lost all his colleagues and job, lost his house and is looking for a paying job now.

"Eventually, Business Week had to let him go. The lawsuit he filed, for twenty-five million dollars, against the building’s management and the elevator-maintenance company, took four years. They settled for an amount that White is not allowed to disclose, but he will not contest that it was a low number, hardly six figures. He never learned why the elevator stopped; there was talk of a power dip, but nothing definite. Meanwhile, White no longer had his job, which he’d held for fifteen years, and lost all contact with his former colleagues. He lost his apartment, spent all his money, and searched, mostly in vain, for paying work. He is currently unemployed."


From this comment on YouTube, he entered the lift on a Friday and when he pried open the doors of the lift, it only showed the 3 numbers, 13, 13 and 13.
At a certain point, he decided to open the doors. He pried them apart and held them open with his foot. He was presented with a cinder-block wall on which, perfectly centered, were scrawled three “13”s—one in chalk, one in red paint, one in black.It was a dispiriting sight. He concluded that he must be on the thirteenth floor
Then I spent quite long reading up elevators on Newyorker and wiki.

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Dragged myself out of bed this morning and headed off to school :/ for the financial literacy workshop, it was useful no doubt. But I'll never apply it practically, maybe in poly or something but never now. All my money are transferred to my account I overspend all the time so, whatever, I don't bother. The board game was funny, Zion bought 400 slots of shares.

I've grown to ignore childish people who like go all the way to piss you off. Srsly, this time and age, pissing people off is overrated. Please do thing that you'll be proud of and actions that you can look back and say, "eh, I did a good job." and not spend your pathetic life trying to diminish another person's life because just to let you know,

you look like a fuckin' clown and your mentality is something that I laugh at now and probably for the rest of my life.

I've got better and more crucial things to fuss about, in comparison with your puerile mindset. I don't know why am I so angsty today, I think it's the weather.

I FUCKING HATE SCREAMING KIDS . FUCKING WITH A F . I DON'T CARE HOW CUTE YOU ARE BUT I FEEL LIKE CRUSHING YOUR TINY BONES TO POWDER AND MIXING THEM WITH ACID. FUCK .

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