Recently someone I know got stuck in a shopping mall elevator for a couple of hours, all thanks to the load shedding that needs to be done in order for us, regular tax paying people, to have the privilege of keeping street lights on during the day. All of them. Because it's summer and the sun is up for 15 hours every day.
I don't know the full story, so I can't tell you how many people there were in the elevator, if they had enough supplies or had to start eating each other to make it through the blackout or what other things they got up to while in there, but it made me think of how I would have felt in such a situation.
I think I am claustrophobic. I don't know for sure, because I don't put myself in situations that could lead to me being stuck in a small space, why would I? The thought, though, freaks me out. I am quite grateful now for my never ending struggle to be more active and for never taking the elevator in shopping malls. I mean, isn't the escalator a kind of elevator that you don't need to wait for?