YOUNG GIRL GETS STUCK IN ELEVATOR
- SITUATION HAS ITS UPS AND DOWNS
Cynthia Randall of Memphis, Tenn. is still recovering
from the effects of the devastating situation in which
she found herself last Wednesday.
Ms. Randall had an unexpected paid holiday from work,
due to a celebration in her boss’s family. Deciding to
treat herself to a day on the town to take advantage of
this unexpected treat, Ms. Randall called her favorite
hair dresser and beauty salon, Rosspiere’s World, and
scheduled herself an appointment for “the works”.
Wearing her very fashionable ultra short skirt, she arrived at the ten story salon promptly at ten
o’clock and was escorted in to the inner sanctum of the
salon itself, with all the due pomp and circumstances
which is shown to Rosspiere’s special customers, which
of course includes them all.
“We don’t take anyone who isn’t special,” Rosspiere
himself informed the press, when questioned on this
practice. “And so far, no one who isn’t special has ever
attempted to take advantage of our services.”
After being served an elegant repast of tea and
crumpets, Ms. Randall was taken into the Polish Palace
section of the establishment where she received both a
manicure and pedicure. Ms. Randall chose the number 24
design for both, complete with both sparkles and stars.
In the elegant purple which only Rosspiere’s World
offers of course.
After this, Ms. Randall was escorted to the golden
elevator, where the robot elevator attendant, dressed in
the full splendor of all of Rosspiere’s World’s robotic
attendants welcomed her with full aplomb and pushed the
button for the tenth floor.
This was when the trouble started. No one is quite sure
what went wrong, whether the problem was with the
elevator itself, the robotic attendant or if the
magnetic metals in Ms. Randall’s pedicure and manicure
set off some sort of problem, but the elevator started
going up and down randomly with the doors opening only
briefly, not long enough to allow Ms. Randall to get
off. When the elevator did stop for more than a few
seconds, the robotic attendant, quite unlike the usual
royal treatment given to the patrons of Rosspiere’s
World, shoved Ms. Randall aside and jumped off itself.
By this time, Ms. Randall, who was feeling extremely
dizzy, slipped down onto the floor to avoid
falling. At last the elevator slowed down and stopped on
the tenth floor. The attendant who was waiting there to
escort Ms. Randall to the throne of the hairs, took one
look at Ms. Randall and jumped to the wrong conclusion.
“Holy Moley, it’s a body!” he screamed and passed out in
the door way of the elevator, completely blocking Ms.
Ms. Randall - feeling
neither up nor down after her dreadful experience - but
still earing her very fashionable ultra short skirt
Finally Ms. Randall was helped from the elevator, but
the nervous state in which she found herself refused to
succumb, even to the charms of Rosspiere himself.
Beauticians were unable to do anything with Ms.
Randall’s hair at the time, since the extreme fright
which she had experienced had sent it shooting straight
out. “She certainly did experience a hair rising
situation,” Rosspiere admitted.
Several women upon seeing Ms. Randall leaving the
building rushed to schedule appointments to have their
hair done in this new and innovative style. Rosspiere
offered Ms. Randall a partnership in his enterprise,
which she promptly accepted, provided she never has to
ride on the elevators.
Ms. Randall’s former employer was surprised that Ms.
Randall gave her notice and gave as her reason the
horror of her unexpected holiday. “I thought she’d enjoy
having a paid day off,” he said.