It’s your third day on the job. You make it to work on time and get in the elevator. Mr Quinn just so happens to get on at the same time as you. He glances over, realizes that you’re part of his team, nods his head at you, and presses floor 12. He’s quiet and standoffish as usual. Halfway to your floor, the elevator suddenly stops and the hazard lights come on. Oh no.. not today Mr. Quinn sighs. He presses the emergency button and gets in contact with reception. It’ll take an hour
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