April 20

Yesterday's shift at the hospital was so slow. I was the only volunteer there so I had to man the front for 2 hours instead of just one. At least there was a copy of vogue and vanity fair to keep me occupied. Toward the end of my shift I had to run some paper work upstairs. So I took the elevator up and waited until I reached my destination. Riding in the elevator is not as exciting as Grey's Anatomy makes it out to be. Usually, I am the only one in the elevator and there is no juicy gossip to be shared (there are even signs in the elevators reminding everyone of patient confidentiality). I closed my eyes to let them rest a little then got ready to get off. The elevator stopped and the doors opened but to my surprise I couldn't exit. The elevator didn't open to a hallway...it opened to a door. I was freaking confused...and a little scared. What if I got stuck in there an no one knew I was gone??? Then the doors closed and the elevators started to descend. It reached the first floor but then the doors didn't open! I was all freaking out. I thought for sure I was all stuck in there. I was going to die. I got smart and pushed the button and the doors opened. Then, I walked to another elevator and took that one up instead. When I got back on the floor I needed to be on I went around to see what the deal was...

 This door in front of the elevator is shut and locked.

Frightening.