Sanity in an Elevator

You’re having a really long day at work. Nothing you want to do more than get home and relax, flake right out. Maybe order some pizza to eat in front of the TV. You hop into the elevator along with the masses heading for the subway and you prepare yourself to be packed along until you reach the freedom of home.

But the elevator chooses that day to have a problem. You’re not going anywhere soon. Twenty seven people crammed into an elevator built for a maximum of 30. So at least you have a little time and space.

How do you keep from going crazy in the hour it takes for them to service the elevator and get everyone off?

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