6 strangers trapped in an elevator

Shaved Head Blackberry Guy: Yeah, two Feburaries ago. I had just moved from 28 to the mailroom. This was during that year when we were sending LCD picture frames to all the investors, and they were packing them into boxes all day. I'd hear the sound of shipping tape tearing in my sleep. I remember one temp kneeling on the floor complaining: "I can't believe I got my Master's to do this".

Ginger Guy: Yeah, it sucks because you know, commercial banks will just literally hold all the paper. They don't care! (Not like investment banks...)

Anoop: Are you guys hedged? How often does Anne come to your meetings -- once a week? Nice. I can't believe she doesn't yell at you more for not hedging.

Shorter Ginger Guy: Well, it's not so easy to hedge real estate...

Frank the Fire Safety Marshall (on intercom): How are you guys doing?

Hoboken Woman: We're all still here -- do you have a time estimate?

Frank the Fire Safety Marshall (on intercom): You guys are great.

SHBBG: There must be some kind of manual override. Like that little hole at the top of the elevator door, I think that's for some kind of key? I mean, what if you got trapped in here on a weekend, or...

(Inner Monologue: Oh god, oh god, oh god... I know what's coming...)

(Beat)

Ginger Guy: Hey, did anyone read that New Yorker article about the guy who got trappe--

Me: NOOOOOOOOOOO! GET ME OUT OF HERE! I'LL DO ANYTHING!

(Beat)

Me: (To Hoboken girl) So I guess you buy monthly pass then, right?