01/11/2007
I was staying in a hotel on a business trip and had been dared to walk along the corridor stark naked and get into the lift. I had to allow the doors to close fully before I opened them to get out. I would only be in their a few seconds and it was two o’clock in the morning so what could be safer.
So, as required by the dare I stripped stark naked and looking carefully about me I crept along the corridor and pressed the button for the lift. T arrived. The doors opened and I got in. I pressed the button to close the doors. The door closed, I pressed the button to open the doors and … Fuck, fuck fuck!...the doors remained firmly shut and the lift set off down. For several seconds I just stared at the display showing the floor level. I couldn't believe my dreadful luck. In the two seconds between my getting in the lift and pressing the button for the doors to open somebody, presumably returning to the hotel and on the ground floor, had summoned it.. It dawned on me - I was trapped. I was going to get caught in the nude and there was nothing I could do about it. I tried pressing the buttons for the intervening floors to stop the elevator at the second or third floor and get out. I was sure it would stop at the fourth floor, but it didn’t and at that point I knew I was inevitably going to get caught. Then I thought I’ll press the button for the basement floor, perhaps it would go past the ground floor to the basement, where I could escape and then it would go back up to pick up the passengers on the ground floor. I pressed the appropriate button and then I just had to stand, hope and watch the floor number indicator as it crawled down. There was nothing I could do about it. It was just a matter of time before the elevator reached the ground floor. I held my breath in the hope it would go past. Fuck, fuck and fuck again! It didn’t. It stopped. In a last desperate effort I tried keeping the doors shut by pressing the door close button, but it didn’t work and of course the doors clanked ominously and slowly opened to reveal me standing there completely in the nude and a state of acute embarrassment to a couple of girls in their early twenties. Now I knew what the expression “wished the floor would open up and swallow me” meant. I just had to stand there and suffer the embarrassment as they looked at me and I looked at them as they stood open mouthed.
I mean what you say in those circumstances. All I could do was smile lamely and say “Sorry about this”. They said nothing. But eventually when the doors closed again the lift set off and there were howls of laughter. Hopefully they took it in good part and it gave them a good laugh. I really don’t know. Personally I got to my floor and ran back to my room feeling totally embarrassed. Oh Dear. Oh Dear. Oh Dear…
For those of you who might be inclined to think that this is a bit far fetched I had to video this dare so I have the pictures of me getting in the lift and it setting off down. Not of course of it opening up on the ground floor (that wasn’t supposed to happen). There’s only me in the pics and I’m a guy so the rules don’t allow me to publish the pics, but if you want to see them drop me an e-mail!