Trapped!

I have recently found myself stuck in numerous tight spots. This week’s challenge is not to suggest the worst that could happen, but to identify the fictitious scenario from the group below:

1. Requiring Revolution

After the usual entertainment of a CU meeting, I waved goodbye to my fellow fellows and headed towards the exit of the Julian Hodge building. Knowing that I was now alone, I decided to discover the hidden joy of testing the revolving doors to see the maximum speed they could manage. To my delight, the doors made a fairly high speed, up until I suddenly heard a ‘clunk’ and they ground to a halt. Unfortunately, I now found myself trapped inside the revolving door, with a dead phone and the knowledge that no one would return until the next morning.

2. Locked Library

A friend and I were working hard in a secluded room of the Bute library when we got a little distracted and happily chatted away for several hours. Just as we were getting rather hungry, we decided it was time to give up with ‘working’ and head home. To my surprise, the corridor was dark and the first door I tried was locked. At that point I didn’t foresee any problems, since there were at least another 3 doors to try before it was time to panic. After trying these doors and finding each of them locked, we frantically began to knock on the door, in a desperate attempt to attract someone’s attention. With no luck, I remembered that I had my mobile with me and chose to phone Vickrum to await instructions. Thankfully, she answered and attempted to contact the security guards. Unfortunately, as they are used to dealing with student pranksters, they were disinclined to acquiesce to our request of rescue.

3. Vexatious Vacuum

To remove the lingering smell of garlic produced from my MRSA experiments, I began to use a fume cupboard i.e. a separated area with a fan that sucks in air from outside, thus removing any smells. I was pipetting away to my heart’s content, whilst shut in the small fume room, when I began to feel slightly dizzy. The dizziness progressed and I decided it was time to leave for some fresh air. I began to pull on the door, but it wouldn’t open (had someone locked me in?). I tried the other door, which also wouldn’t open –it felt as though someone was holding the door closed from the other side! It was then that I saw the sign: ‘when using the fan make sure you prop one door open, since the lack of vents in this room creates a vacuum’. I was trapped in a partial vacuum!