I am not ashamed. I get all of my news in the elevator.
I work in a schmancy office building with TV in the elevators. And the elevator TV is super-informative. Not only do I get sports scores, stock market leaders, and celebrity birthdays, but I also get a word of the day. Awesome.
But the best part about the elevator TV is the subtle continuous advertising block. While you are catching up on today's headlines (delayed by 20 minutes) your subconscious is bombarded with countless travel ads. I now have an unexplainable to fly Korea Air. Not to go to Korea, per se, just to fly around with gorgeous flight attendants serving blue martinis.
Elevator TV is way better than the years of elevator music that plagued office buildings before the advent of flat screen technology. They always bastardized the greatest stuff, like when Opposites Attract was slowed down to a ballad and piped in over mall stereo systems nationwide. I'm sorry Paula, but without the dancing cat, this song does not hold up on its own.
Elevator TV is a great addition to my life. I have no patience for the news and need it delivered in appetizing segments by Matt Lauer or via the free Metro newspaper. Sadly, there is no free paper option at my current subway entrance so without the elevator TV, I would be blissfully unaware of critical tidbits like the Georgian/Russian conflict and the age Ed Norton turned today (39, Happy Birthday Ed).
But elevator TV has gotten me into a pickle once or twice. Some news is just too good to be kept to myself. Some news inspires comments, or at the very least, murmuring. This makes for an awkward ride when others are in the elevator with me.
But such is life. It has its ups and downs.
I work in a schmancy office building with TV in the elevators. And the elevator TV is super-informative. Not only do I get sports scores, stock market leaders, and celebrity birthdays, but I also get a word of the day. Awesome.
But the best part about the elevator TV is the subtle continuous advertising block. While you are catching up on today's headlines (delayed by 20 minutes) your subconscious is bombarded with countless travel ads. I now have an unexplainable to fly Korea Air. Not to go to Korea, per se, just to fly around with gorgeous flight attendants serving blue martinis.
Elevator TV is way better than the years of elevator music that plagued office buildings before the advent of flat screen technology. They always bastardized the greatest stuff, like when Opposites Attract was slowed down to a ballad and piped in over mall stereo systems nationwide. I'm sorry Paula, but without the dancing cat, this song does not hold up on its own.
Elevator TV is a great addition to my life. I have no patience for the news and need it delivered in appetizing segments by Matt Lauer or via the free Metro newspaper. Sadly, there is no free paper option at my current subway entrance so without the elevator TV, I would be blissfully unaware of critical tidbits like the Georgian/Russian conflict and the age Ed Norton turned today (39, Happy Birthday Ed).
But elevator TV has gotten me into a pickle once or twice. Some news is just too good to be kept to myself. Some news inspires comments, or at the very least, murmuring. This makes for an awkward ride when others are in the elevator with me.
But such is life. It has its ups and downs.
that was really terrible. i apologize. but it had to be done. it's for your own good.
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