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Better Left Forgotten

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Cracked only offers comment voting to subscribing members. If you’re already an awesome Cracked subscriber, click here to login. The big difference between daily life now and a hundred years ago is that today you’re always being watched. If you went missing, it wouldn’t be long before your friends noticed you were no longer updating Facebook or Instagramming your lunch, and within hours the cops would find the security camera footage of you getting buried under a pallet of dog food at Costco. The stories are more frequent — and more horrifying — than you’d think. And be warned: The entries on this list start escalating in severity fast.

After a refreshing nicotine hit, he headed back up to his 43rd floor office via an express elevator that skips floors 1 through 39. Good thing we installed these express elevators, otherwise it might take a long time to get up there. On his way up, the elevator unexpectedly stopped. White hit the alarm and waited. He investigated his surroundings — there was nothing in his 6-by-6 box.

No warning text, no elevator emergency phone, not even a mirror with which to check out his beautiful ’90s mullet. Starting to get desperate, White tried to pry the door open, presumably planning to climb down the elevator shaft like in Die Hard. Instead, he was met with a solid concrete wall with the number 13 stenciled on it. That’s the thing about an express elevator — it doesn’t stop at those floors, so there were no openings. It was 39 floors of solid concrete shaft.

White could do nothing but stand there for the rest of the afternoon. Giving all of his co-workers a free scapegoat for the day. All told, White was stuck in that little metal box for 41 fucking hours, on the unlucky 13th floor, no less, with nothing but three matches, his wallet, and some cigarettes. No food, no water, no bathroom, and no indication that anyone was making any effort whatsoever to get him out. That’s horrifying,” you say, “Why don’t they have cameras or something in those elevators?

So, yes, you now understand the truly disturbing part of this story: None of the security guards paid close enough attention to those video feeds to notice that there was a guy frantically trying to escape Car 30 for nearly two days. At first a security guard thought a bum had sneaked into the building, so he buzzed the intercom to ask what was going on. After White determined that it wasn’t God speaking, but an idiot security guard, he showed his ID to the camera and a mechanic was sent to free him from his prison. I don’t think this is the right one.

White sued, and found himself embroiled in a much longer ordeal. The case dragged out for four years, until a homeless, penniless, and jobless White settled for a small undisclosed sum. That also means that he can’t even sell his story, like that guy who got stuck in the airport whose story was made into a Tom Hanks movie. You could argue that it’s better to be trapped in a bathroom than an elevator — at least there you can relieve yourself, and you have water to drink. But what if instead of a healthy young man, it was an elderly woman? And what if her imprisonment was 10 times as long? If you’re a boy in puberty, this is known as “the jackpot.

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