This is a story from the New Yorker about a poor schmuck how got onto the wrong elevator and didn't get off it until 41 hours later. The inevitable lawsuit didn't get him a lot of money, and he's now unemployed and broke.
Rico says how they built and installed an elevator without a formal intercom (apparently just one of those "yell vaguely into the air and hope someone hears you" intercoms), he'll never understand, but he'll never get into another one...
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