When the Elevator Doors Open
Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2019 4:53 pm
As dusk approaches on a Friday afternoon, the dim lights of the offices within the skyscraper become visible. The ground floor lobby which is usually noisy and active with people is dim and quiet. The security guard hunched behind video screens asks you for your invitation. Satisfied I’m supposed to be there, he directs me to one of the express elevators behind him.
I press the button for the 70th floor and wait for the elevator doors to close. At this time of day, no one rides with me. As the doors finally begin to close, I catch a last glimpse of the security guard’s desk and notice a baseball game on one of the video monitors. All is quiet. The elevator hums and I hear air rushing by outside the doors. My ears pop a little as the elevator dings near the 70th floor. It’s quiet once again as I slow to a stop.
Then the elevator doors open.
The first thing I see is bright, flashing lights and hundreds of people dancing. I hear music, loud DJ driven music. These people have been at this party for a while and I’m just arriving. The contrast between the quiet lobby and the dance party in the sky on the 70th floor assaults my senses. I want to join them. I was invited after all...but I’m going to need a minute to adjust. The dimly lit peace of the lobby didn’t offer a clue as to what was taking place on the 70th floor.
Last Friday I walked across that quiet lobby and took an elevator to the 70th floor. I’ve entered the realm of current professional medicine in urology, psychiatry, endocrinology, plastic surgery. The elevator took me to the 70th floor faster than I thought possible. I feel like I’m somewhere between excitement and fear.
But, they help make people whole here. I just need adjust to the lights and the music. Here comes someone with a drink for me now...
Zach
I press the button for the 70th floor and wait for the elevator doors to close. At this time of day, no one rides with me. As the doors finally begin to close, I catch a last glimpse of the security guard’s desk and notice a baseball game on one of the video monitors. All is quiet. The elevator hums and I hear air rushing by outside the doors. My ears pop a little as the elevator dings near the 70th floor. It’s quiet once again as I slow to a stop.
Then the elevator doors open.
The first thing I see is bright, flashing lights and hundreds of people dancing. I hear music, loud DJ driven music. These people have been at this party for a while and I’m just arriving. The contrast between the quiet lobby and the dance party in the sky on the 70th floor assaults my senses. I want to join them. I was invited after all...but I’m going to need a minute to adjust. The dimly lit peace of the lobby didn’t offer a clue as to what was taking place on the 70th floor.
Last Friday I walked across that quiet lobby and took an elevator to the 70th floor. I’ve entered the realm of current professional medicine in urology, psychiatry, endocrinology, plastic surgery. The elevator took me to the 70th floor faster than I thought possible. I feel like I’m somewhere between excitement and fear.
But, they help make people whole here. I just need adjust to the lights and the music. Here comes someone with a drink for me now...
Zach