currently craving

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something as simple as stir fry asparagus prawn & scallop .... heavenly ...

a fright in the afternoon

My Fridays seem to be quite exciting and unpredictable these days. 
After a scare on the previous previous friday morning,
I had another fright yesterday afternoon.

If you happen to pass by the office building where I work ... 
you may be one of the many by-passers who wonder what are they offering at this building... why are there so many people queuing up since early morning?
Welcome to my daily routine ... which include queue'ing and waiting for lift in the peak hours like morning & lunch time.

I've tried queueing for about 30 minutes to 40 minutes just to get to my floor. 
I would have like many others chosen to just take a morning climb up the stairs if not for my current condition.

Back to the afternoon fright.
Out of the 4 lifts available for a 21-floors building, I was 'lucky' to have chosen the 'chosen' one.
The lift was packed like usual and after dropping some lift passengers on the 7th floor,
the lift door closed,
the lift start to black out,
the lift floor button indicator goes off, (no matter which button you press)
the lift stop abruptly,
and 4 ladies inside started standing at 4 corners of the lift.
I was at the left upper corner of the rectangular box.
We are trapped in the lift. 
It was my 1st time. Everyone was asking everyone if everyone is alright.
The malay lady standing near the buttons started pressing the bell for help. 
(btw, the building management and security guards are famous for their very slow if not non-action)
Perhaps from watching too much movies, I started having thoughts of free-falling lift. (eexperience of some colleagues who wrote to top managements about falling lifts doesn't help either).
And another lady kept telling us to bend our knees to lessen the impact in case it really happen.
Free-falling lift is risky for condition like me ... 
Perhaps my little one inside could sense my anxiety that I could feel ah bi moving actively.

It was time like this, I feel handphones are god-sent.
Everyone trapped started calling our colleagues to inform the building management aka. security guards (although we know it may take some time).
I managed to call a colleague of mine. 
I guessed it helped with my current condition, everyone say we need urgent help as there's someone with 'big belly' trapped inside.
Of course, my second-to-contact is ah dear...although I knew there's nothing much he can do. But the line wasn't getting through so I ended up sending him a sms...

At 1st I was alright and steady.
However, as time goes by, I started to feel my legs getting tired so I sat down.
It was ok at 1st but as time goes by, I think it got a little stuffier. (not sure whether real or psychological though).
We continue pressing the bell but nobody came. 
My colleague couldn't get through my line so she sms telling us the guards are checking.

We waited for about 20 minutes ... it was when one of the lady say perhaps we should try pulling open the door. She mentioned that's how her male colleagues do it. 
the 3 of them with all their strength tried opening the lift door, i wasn't allowed to help.

After a few attempts, they managed to slice open a thin line between the lift doors, and lucky we were not too far away from the 8th floor - floor.
It was really a relief. With a little help, we got out of the lift. 
Thank god we are all alright. 
(well, i did manage to speak to ah dear when we are out from the malfunctioned lift, he said not to worry, as even if no electricity, the lift will clamp itself secure and under normal circumstances will not free-fall)

Perhaps this is another reason I dread going to work ... and that's it's time for me to move on... haha