Is it only me or have other people been stuck out of fire exits too? Seems to be only me because nobody I ever complain to ever tells me their fire exit story . They all smile at me just oh so politely as if they just heard mentally challenged person tell them that he just shit in his pants.
“Stuck in fire exits ? Oh no ,not me , never . I am not stupid”
Anyway it has happened to me several times . In Chicago I once found myself in bitter cold ,walking in a snow without a coat because while talking on the Cellphone I had opened a door nonchalantly and walked out to the back garden of a hospital . Of course the door was a fire exit and could only be opened from inside .
Another time I found myself walking down fifteen floors of a stairwell because I wanted to use the stairs for health reasons and decided to walk up from 14th the to 15 th floor of a hospital. Each and every door refused to open from the firewell except of course the ground floor. I didn’t quite understand why but even going down 15 floors can make you tired to the point that you have to drink a sugary coffee and say a vehement goodbye to all healthy intentions . The funny thing was that I was not the only lost soul in the firewell. I found two other people just like me.
And that’s another thing . Whenever I am in the firewell I do find other people who have stumbled into and gotten lost but God knows where does all these people go away when I am out of the stairwell because every time I mention my stairwell stories , well, its just me who seems to be stupid enough.
Another time at a university hospital I discovered I had ventured into the basement labyrinth while trying to go down stairs . Was stuck for several hours until another person who was just a tiny bit less lost then me came along . Both of us together managed to find a fire exit and were actually happy to walk into a dark, dreary and wet street outside. Anybody who has ever been stuck in the basement of an old hospital would agree that even pouring cold rain is welcome after that. As expected the fire exit was atleast two block form any other entrance or the carpark therefore my companion has to listen to many choice words emanating form my mouth without me even realizing it. The combnation of fire exits, cold rain and lack of jacket seems to have that effect on me .
Another memorable incident was when I locked myself up on a rooftop . Now that was actually a little stupid . That was during my training . We were not suppose to go to the rooftop but of course that didn’t stop me. I was looking for someplace in the hospital all my own. A place to hang out with me or people close to me . Of course th door turned out to be a some kind of secure fire door . Opens form inside but would need a key once you are out or you would need to climb down an outside fire ladder. Since the whole operation was a secret I did not want to climb down the open-to-everyone fire escape . Result ; stuck on the roof for almost an hour until I could wave to a friend who thankfully understood the situation and rescued me, of course while laughng like a maniac the whole time .