Strange (hopefully not a sign)
I'll call this funny (I think). I was driving back from points south. I didn't have really the cash on hand for a visit, but I was heading by Springfield exits, and I was like, why not stop in at our favorite hotel and just see if anything is about. I've run into escorts on the elevators who have grabbed my member, and others in various spots. Each of these times I'd just come from a visit, so I was non-useful. I thought maybe if I ran into anything it would make me want to run across to the mall and find an ATM, or at least I could get some good digits. And anyway, when I don't have an arranged appointment, I figure I'm very legit to just be there (could be visiting anyone).
So, I get on elevator, another guy gets on. He gets off on 2. I pressed 7, was going to hit the floors and then bolt. When it approaches 7, it just stops. I mean, it seemed it was right outside 7, but nothing. I'm maybe a tiny bit claustrophobic. I stand there (for a couple minutes). Pressed all the buttons. Take off my jacket. I mean, I'm thinking, man, I'm here without appointment, but if I have to get rescued by fire department, WTF is the story for why I'm in this (ahem) fine establishment; and, I'm expected at home sometime. So, I of course, after waiting to see if it just starts (which it does not), pick up the "Emergency Phone". I press the button, and I didn't realize this, it rings the front desk. A nice girl answers, and I say, umm, I'm stuck in Elevator 1. She says, oh, sorry, let me send someone to check on it. About 2 or 3 more minutes go by, I hear something (like a thunk). Then the elevator moves and fully alights on 7 and the doors open. Phew.
Well, many frequent visitors to that place, at least be aware. Elevators are sort of sketch! I promptly scooted on out. I wish the little tale ended with a latina dropping from the ceiling of the elevator and. Oh, never mind! Stay safe!