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Casey turned 21 today so I was supposed to meet him at his apartment at 11 for lunch. Well he wasn't at his apartment (His class went late.) so I decided to go back up to my room and see if he left me messages. The elevator was on the ground floor so I thought that would be the quickest way. Well I hopped in, the door closed and... it didn't move. So I pressed another button. Nothing doing. So I hit the door button so I could just get out because I heard Casey talking on his phone as he walked by the elevator. The door wouldn't open. Meantime, Casey used the other elevator to go up to my apartment to find me. So I got pissed off and yelled at the elevator (it was being a bully) and someone on the outside heard me. She stayed there until helped arrived. The police and custodian guy opened the door for me. Yay! Freedom! I RARELY use the elevator so... arg! Why me? Total time: 5 minutes. Not bad. But... Oy.