What happens in an elevator, apparently does not stay in the elevator…

I woke up this morning early, on a Saturday – a day in which I am free to delight in the luxury of uninterrupted slumber – because I was actually excited to enjoy a hot cup of coffee.  Honestly, even the dog looked at me funny when I jumped out of bed ahead of the sun actually rising.  He lifted his head off the floor with a look saying, “I gave you a little break this morning in recognition of the weekend, what is wrong with you, human?”  Frankly, I worry about myself sometimes.

I sat perusing the news and reading e-mails, sipping away, enjoying the uninterrupted quiet.  A friend of mine had sent me a link to a trailer of the coming 2nd season of Episodes – the Matt LeBlanc comedy on Showtime. (Joey has gotten quite yummy with his grey highlights I must say).  Anyhow, when you go to YouTube to view a video, there are numerous other supposedly similar topic options on the right side of the page.  I sat looking at some of them and after a few clicks found myself looking at what I can only assume to be security video camera elevator content.

Is this legal?

I almost spilled my coffee discovering the antics of folks who find themselves alone in an elevator!  I mean you hear about, um, stuff of a sexual nature going on there, but I don’t think I ever actually believed it happened.  It would be more like something in a movie, but boy those doors close and people really do go crazy!  Now, I myself will admit to stealing a kiss with the TDM and maybe making benign clothing adjustments when riding in the enclosed lift.  At one time or another I have run a brush through my hair or put on lipstick, etc… you know – standard elevator activities.

I will tell you, any thought some of you may have in the back of your mind of performing personal acrobatic acts of a this kind – I sincerely would advise against it.  Aside from the fact that random security personnel are entertained by them and apparently share them for the subsequent enjoyment of millions, these activities appear to be quite awkward and uncomfortable.  Then there is the yuck factor that now makes me never want to touch anything when next I step into an elevator.  Although, there was a rather lovely moment when an elderly couple, finding themselves suddenly alone embraced and began dancing to some magical Muzak lovesong that only they could hear.  It was a real Fred and Ginger moment.

I closed  my laptop after a few moments.   The whole thing felt very voyeuristic.  These people are now immortalized forever in the world of the internet where clearly you are never truly alone.  It also made me realize how thankful I am that the only things I ever changed in an elevator were my shoes.

Privacy lawsuit anyone?

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