Lately, the display that shows what floor you are on in the elevator is broken. I don't mind going up too much, though I'm always sure I'm going to be an ass and get off at the wrong floor. Going down, though, I'm always thinking that the elevator isn't going to stop, we're going to go deep into the bowels of the earth, and I won't know, because the number thing is broken.

I told my roommate, and she's like, "I always knew ISU was connected to hell."