Tuesday, July 19, 2011
First of all, thanks to The Shining, it is IMPOSSIBLE to look down a hotel hallway and not instinctively fear a pair of Grady sisters awaiting you at the other end. If you've seen this film and don't experience that whenever you stay at a hotel, you're either insane or a liar. Tonight I had to bring up towels to a room at the very end of the hallway. The second I got the room number, I immediately had a pit in my stomach because I knew I was going to have to walk to the complete end of the hall to deliver it all. I could almost hear them asking "Come Play With Me" as I stepped off the elevator. Thanks, King/Kubrick. Thanks.
You know something? I'm really bad with things out of my control. I'm the kid that gets nervous on an escalator when wearing shoes with laces. Do you know what every hotel has? An elevator. Do you know what every hotel elevator does? Creaks like a mofo, moves unbelievably slow, and makes loud beeping noises when you try to hold the door open for someone. I don't know about you, but these all sound like warning signs for an elevator to come crashing down and demolishing all of those inside of it. Tower of Terror may be based off of a Disney World ride, but it doesn't change the fact that falling to your death in a giant metal box isn't one of the most horrifying thoughts in the world.