Friday morning, I got up, got washed, got dressed, ate breakfast, and left for work. I made it about 200 feet. Right by the elevator button was a large sign printed in black magic marker "OUT OF ORDER." Panic and telephone calls.
I cannot stress too strongly how difficult it is for a school to find substitute teachers at the very last minute. I only live 5 min. from work so I generally leave the apartment about 30 min. before my first class starts.
Lucky for me, the office staff at my school are quick witted and my coworkers are generous. Several folks agreed to give up their planning periods to cover my classes.
I have spent a lot of time in the last 20 years assisting people with disabilities to plan for emergencies. I have written and spoken on the subject!
However, not once since I moved to this apartment (on the second floor with only one elevator) have I considered the possibility of an elevator failure.
Forest. Trees. Enough said.
2 comments:
Wow. Wow!
I don't like you being on a second floor apt. now.
How much longer do you have to be there?
2 months. Maybe a bit more.
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