Elevatiors were run by very strong, yet very short people. I used to throw change and small pieces of candy down the crack for them. They couldn't get paid enough and I figured they were hungry.
I dropped a new book down the crack by accident, and tried to convince my mom that the 'elevator men' would give it back to me if we asked them. She wouldn't listen and continued shopping.
She found me some time later after a department store employee rescued me from getting my head smashed between the elevator doors. I tried all the elevators to make the men hear me.
After that I tried to spit on the men, but I quickly gave up when I reaslized the danger of angering them.
A childhood belief about going shopping
others believed things like this
- I use to think i heart attack was when you got stuck in an elevator. I have no idea how i came to believe thisAnon
- I thought Aerosmith's 'Love in an Elevator' was 'Loving a man like Victor'.— Tracy Miller
- That if I stepped on a crack on a sidewalk that I would get abducted by aliensAnon
- I believed God lived in a specific crack in one of the walls of my church — Blake
- I used to believe that the short display beds at department stores were for dwarfs.— p
- that people in shops gave you 'change' if you didn't quite have enough money to pay.— suzy