jj got stuck in the same elevator (at her friend's apartment) again today. luckily it was during the day on a weekday. she was supposed to be heading home to walk the dog. i was unhappy with the fact that she should've been home earlier, when she called to inform me she was stuck again. she said she had just readjusted her heavy bookbag on her shoulder, when it stopped. she pushed the emergency button, which calls the elevator company. she said she got to practice her french. she just didn't know the word for "stuck" which the lady helped her out with. after jj gave the address, the lady hung up. jj didn't know if someone was sent or not. after half an hour, she called back. yes, someone was on the way. it took an hour for the appropriate person to come. so, she was sitting there, doing her homework (i was proud of her for being so efficient). her friends sat outside the door, drinking cokes. they played music and danced. ("what?" i said, " you danced in the elevator that couldn't even take a jiggle of the bookbag?" "just a little shoulder moves", she said). the friend's mom wasn't home, but she hurried back when she heard. she wasn't scared this time except when without warning, the elevator went up a little and then down a little, back and forth, then the alarm went off. she thought then that she might plummet and die. the elevator repairman had't let them know that he was there. he just went straight to the basement to do his thing. he then lowered it to the ground floor.
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