
November 2000
A Discourse On Elevators
I Am Easily Entertained

Evil Robots World Headquarters just moved. The Corporate Office
is now located in Washingtron, DC. Our Creative Studios are moving
to Baltimore.
Why do I mention this? Because our Washingtron building has elevators.
Why do I mention that? Simple: elevators are awesome!
I have a long standing love-hate relationship with elevators. One
elevator tried to ruin my childhood. I'm serious. I was about 4
years old and one kidnapped me. I was standing there ignoring my
mother, who was dealing with my little brother. I got on the elevator
and as it ascended I realized that my mother was not with me. I
started screaming. I could be heard screaming as the elevator went
up to another floor and then returned. I didn't trust elevators
for a while after that.
But I began to get over my fear of elevators as I realized that
escalator are the real trouble makers. They want to eat your feet.
One even killed some children at a Baltimore Colts game several
decades ago. I'm completely serious. Look it up.
I eventually got over the escalator fear. I was shown the divine
truth of the benevolent nature of escalators as I rode them up and
down- sometimes for hours on end- at the Woodley Park and Dupont
Circle metro stations in DC. Man, those things are huge! Long enough
to easily allow you to look up and see the bright white light of
God at the top. Broken escalators are obviously the work of the
devil. Damn Satan!
Anyhow. Back to elevators. I like them now. No, I love them. Not
as much as trains, though. The only thing cooler that trains are
jets, spaceships, and dinosaurs. What was I talking about? Oh yeah-
Evil Robots World Headquarters has elevators. I get to ride an elevator
several times a day. But more importantly, I can ride the elevators
as much as time will allow if I want to.
We have lots of elevators. Eight in all, including the two freight
elevators. I love them all. I've ridden some of the tallest and
fastest elevators in the world- the ones in the Sears Tower and
Handcock Building- but these elevators are mine. I don't care that
they are slow and crowded. I love them and they love me back. I
was able to forgive the elevators when one tried to kidnap me again
the other day. I had gotten all dressed up in my new suit to go
check the mail in our lobby and the elevator I took got stuck. At
first I was angry because I thought it was disrespecting me. But
then I realized that I had disrespected it but pushing the buttons
too hastily. The elevators are old and I had confused this one.
I apologized and pulled a level and we got on our merry way.
I have to remember to treat our elevators with respect. Especially
the freight elevators. They are terribly slow and don't always come
when they are summoned. One mustn't get impatient with them because
they serve a valuable purpose. They carry our televisions and other
lesser valuables so that we needn't disrespect the other, more elegant
passenger elevators nor haul our things up ten flights of stairs.
I think I love the freight elevators the most. I have a plan to
give them the respect and attention they so richly deserve. On the
Saturdays and Sundays in the coming months with no ACC basketball
on television I plan to become The Elevator Man. I will take a post
at the button console in my nearest freight elevator (as this is
the one I love the most). As people enter my elevator I will ask
them "which floor, please?" and then push the button for
them. As they disembark I will wish them a pleasant day.
However, I fear that they will not recognize me as The Elevator
Man, but just as a friendly neighbor. This is precisely is why I
will require an appropriate costume. I will don a red sweat suit
with my red cape. On the chest of my sweat shirt I will affix a
set of large "up" and "down" arrows. This will
let people know that I am not just a friendly neighbor, but a hero.
A super hero. The Elevator Man. I might also have to wear my sombrero
since it is a universal truth that sombreros are the most appropriate
headwear for all occasions. Even race car driving and especially
being the pope.
I figure that once people catch on, the freight elevator will become
more popular than the regular elevators. People will wait in long
lines just to ride the freight elevator. I will also regale the
passengers with tales of famous elevators around the world. I will
provide interesting factoids about my elevator and elevators in
general. I will tell them the history of elevators. Eventually people
from the neighborhood, and then the entire city will come to experience
The Elevator Man's good deeds. The drug-free Mayor of Washingtron
will bestow me with the key to the city and declare a day in my
honor for raising Elevator Awareness. I will be a hero, but most
importantly of all, I will have given my freight elevator the love
and respect that I know it needs.
Like I said, I am easily entertained.