"Going down." An elevator line if I ever heard one. "Going down?" "Thanks, but I think I’ll wait for the next one." I like elevator lobby chimes that resonate. The electronic pings and peeps and chirps and beeps of latter day Otis architecture plainly lack the soul of a good old announcing it’s arrival like a vertical train in shaft nine "BONGGG." Remember the good old days of Cuban repatriation via 727 and DB Cooper? How many jokes about "hijacking this elevator" were made by how many wise-crackers about that?
Typepad went down this morning and nobody got off.