Elevator Romance

i know, nothing screams romance like an elevator. or perhaps you disagree. but before you're set on your opinion, let me tell you a little story. this is a story about two people who meet in an elevator, an elevator that would change their lives in a way they never could have known. call it fate, call it technical difficulties, call it whatever you like, but don't laugh, because for all you know, it could be a true life story.

one day, (i'll change the names to protect the actual characters) hildegard got onto an elevator at the fourth floor. the elevator went up. the elevator stopped at the seventh floor. the doors opened. ademaro [which means glorious in battle, but is completely irrelevant since this was not actually his name] got onto the elevator. the doors closed. the elevator went up. it got stuck between the tenth and eleventh floors. it would not go up. it would not go down. the elevator was stuck for nineteen hours. hildegard and ademaro were together for nineteen hours. they talked, and talked, and talked. finally, the elevator went up and the doors opened. hildegard and ademaro were tired. they were hungry. they were thirsty. they were in love. three months later they got married.

if you do a little editing, make all the verbs simple present tense, change the names back, you pretty much have the story i gave to my students. they thought is was pretty funny. but like i said, don't laugh, because i have a certain friend who once had a very special elevator experience. i wasn't there, but i've heard the story many times. apparently she was wearing a nice sweater that almost got her a suiter.... almost.