My elevator is broke-dick...

I'm not entirely sure about building codes or laws involving residential buildings with so many stories...but I do know that if some fucker on the 8th floor of my building were to sustain some sort of injury or medical emergency EMT personnel would have one hard fucking time hiking their ass down to the ground floor when our elevators spend as much time broken and malfunctioning as they do working.

I just got back from my class, and both elevators are broke-dick. They are currently sitting on the first floor, doors wide open, all the buttons pressed. I'm tempted to just stab a motherfucker on my floor to prove a point. By the time those poor EMT's and other emergency response personnel got their asses and their gear up here they'd need their own EMT's to carry their exhausted asses down. It's one thing to dismiss broken elevators in cases of emergencies because they may be compromised. Earthquakes. Fire. etc. It's an entirely other situation when the elevators may actually serve an important role in a quick response.

I was actually just coming back to my room to grab a book before heading off to class...now I don't know if I actually want to even go. Hell, I guess I'll just grab my shit and meander back down the stairs in lackadaisical fashion to a class that teaches me jack-dick.

Fuck the elevators.
Fuck that class.
Fuck this. I'm out.

-sean