Ok, since I haven't updated in ages, I decided to tell a fantastically (and unfortunately true) story. So, I shall begin

It all started after my friends and I went to dinner. We were driving to my friend's artsy school about half an hour away, and we got there early, so after greeting our friend, we went exploring in the school. It was beautiful and colorful, and when we got to the end of a hallway, we decided to take the stairs to our left. We ran down a flight of stairs, took pictures of a beautiful artwork piece on the wall, and with about 15 minutes before the play, we tried to leave. But, of course, all the doors were locked. -_- We used my bobby pin (to no avail) we called everone we could think of, and we tried pounding on the doors (one person per floor) Nothing worked. We got so bored that we started to kick the doors in unison or sing songs that echoed through the stairwell. The worst part: we were missing the beginning of the play, and our only way out (other than waiting for rescue) was to open the doors that said "Emergency only; alarm will sound" Now, see, it wasn't an emergency, and we didn't want to disrupt the play; so we continued to wait. Eventually, my friend on the bottom floor (with a window) yelled that she saw someone. Since she didn't want to call him, I rushed to the bottom floor, knocked on the window, and beckoned the poor confused guy to the window. After digging in my massive purse, I found what I wanted; pen and paper. I scrawled a note that read "We're stuck in the stairwell. Help?" I was super embarrassed and couldn't meet his eyes. He gave me the thumbs up and walked away. So then we waited again. Finally, a police officer came to the door and let us out. Walking through a hallway I spotted rescue-guy. We all waved at him and he smiled and gave us the thumbs up. The officer probably thought we were stupid; why didn't we go out the alarm doors? Well, we didn't want to disrupt the play! So we finally make it to the theater (about 25-30 minutes late) and watch the first half standing up in the corner. At intermission we found the parents of our friend and found spots next to them. Thankfully, nothing else happened that night. We felt super smart (heck, I still feel super smart)

So yes, that is my story. Needless to say, parents (mine and our friends) thought the story was hilarious. I can't think about it without lauging a bit.

From now on I'll think before I aimlessly walk around a building.