It was a Friday, the day that I would take more pictures of the construction of the Center for Science and Business and College for Kids. I got the schedule of events from Jeff, grabbed the camera, and headed out to take pictures. I had done this the previous Friday, so I was confident that I would get some great pictures.
I started at Austin Hall where the kids were having piano lessons. The basement of Austin Hall was rather small, especially with a bunch of parents and kids packed into the room, so I stood in the corner and took some pictures. I was really impressed that these kids got to learn how to play a musical instrument because I had always wanted to do that. Plus, a skill like that always sticks with you.
After Austin Hall, I headed to Wells Theater, where kids were putting on a version of “Cinderella” with costumes and everything. I was impressed at how good they were at acting and projecting on the stage. All the parents in the audience seemed to enjoy the performance.
The really exciting and slightly terrifying part of my day came when I was taking pictures in HT. I took pictures of all the classes and was going to come back for the 10 am rocket class. While I was waiting for them to finish building the rockets, a father of one of the kids approached me. He was in a wheel chair and came to tell me that the elevator was broken. He told me that he thought the floor stop button just might have been pressed and that if that was fixed it would work. I told him that I would tell one of the people working for College for Kids about it and make sure that it got fixed.
I went to tell the workers at College for Kids, but they did not have the number for maintenance. I did not want to leave the elevator unfixed and the father stranded, so I went to see if the elevator really was just stuck on a floor and simple press of a button would fix it. I walked up the stairs to third floor to find the elevator opening and closing ominously. This probably should have been the part where I called maintenance and steered clear of the elevator, but I wanted to see if I could quickly fix it with the press of a button, so I went inside the elevator and flipped the floor stop switch. The elevator started dinging repeatedly like an alarm, so I got out of the elevator as quickly as I could and the elevator went up to fourth floor where it repeated the process.
I walked up to fourth floor to find the kid who was waiting for his dad who was in a wheelchair. I explained that the elevator was broken and that someone would come to fix it. He wanted to ride the elevator down to his dad, but I didn’t want to chance anyone being trapped in the elevator especially kids. I told him to go back to class, and we would sort it all out.
After that, I searched up and down floors for someone who had maintenance’s number. Professor Godde told me the number finally. I called and told them about the broken elevator in HT, and they said that they would send someone right over. After this whole ordeal, I walked back down to the first floor to tell the College for Kids volunteers that maintenance was on its way. They thanked me, and I walked back to the Admissions Office glad to not have ended up stuck in a dysfunctional elevator. Although I had watched the “How to Survive in a Stuck Elevator” special on the Discovery Channel, I didn’t want to put those tips to the test any time soon.
It was definitely my scariest work day so far, but I also felt like it was a good thing that I was here for the summer. One of the things that makes me happiest is helping people, and I definitely got a chance to help people that day.