mellicious: pink manicure (me - age 4)
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I know I talk about the elevators an awful lot, but when you go up and down them 10 times a day, they're a big part of your life. Currently at least two of the five elevators in this building aren't working. There are others in the other buildings that we could use, because the buildings all interconnect, but still, it's a pain. And apparently they don't expect to have them working any time soon; they have now put signs on them that say "The Otis Company has removed this elevator from service" - or something to that effect. I think that means major repairs, don't you? And even the ones that are working are very... well, eccentric, that might be a good word for it. At least, that's a more polite word than some of the ones I could think of.

I don't know exactly how old these elevators are, but I'm pretty sure that when I was hospitalized here in 1972, I remember riding up and down these same elevators. They looked new, then, as I recall.  When you're 12 and you're from a small town where there aren't many buildings big enough to merit elevators, these things make an impression on you. Plus, I was in the hospital for 10 days (for open heart surgery) and for quite a number of those days I felt well enough to run around, as much as they'd let me - I'm pretty sure I went up and down the elevators with some other kids just for fun, at least a couple of times. Hey, it was better than lying around in the room.

Sort of related to that - because something reminded me of this the other day - I'm pretty sure that in 1972, the cafeteria was in the basement. This mostly merits comment because nowadays nobody who doesn't work there goes down there. I have been working here for 10 years - actually 11, now - and I have never once in that time been in the basement. I think there's some maintenance offices or something like that down there, but mostly people don't even know there IS a basement. (And the elevators don't go down there, either. Hmm.) But at the time, the building I work in was the main part of the hospital, and I know the lobby was where the cafeteria is now, so the cafeteria had to have been someplace else. (Fairly soon after that, they built a new hospital building in front of this one, and this one is mostly offices, and some clinical spaces like rehab.)


We always get a pay stub e-mailed to us on Wednesday, even though we don't get paid til Friday. It's nice knowing how much your paycheck is going to be, of course, but what's funny about it is how happy it makes me to get that e-mail every two weeks. And I don't think it's really knowing how much the paycheck is that gets that reaction. I think it's more like, "Ooh, they're actually going to pay me!"
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