Time frame: 6 months before the outbreak
POV: Keith
Main event: Being trapped in a shed
Did Ellis ever tell you about the time we got stuck in the storage closet at work? No? Yeah, I'm not surprised on account of it bein embarrassin. But I'm gonna tell it anyway, for shits and gigs.
We had two storage places at work, the inside one and the outside one. The outside one was a little closet that was just on the outside of the main shop. It was a little door in the back corner. We just got a shipment of some stuff in and Randy told me and El to go put it all in the outside storage cause it wasn't anything that weather or temperature could ruin.
Now this storage closet is already pretty full, but by the time we stacked the last couple boxes, there was only enough room for one person to stand. Two was definitely a crowd. But Ellis couldn't put the last box on the shelf cause he was too short, so I stepped in behind him and pushed it up.
Keep in mind it was almost a year after my second burning incident and I had to really lean in to get full extension of my arms. I was takin some allergy pills at the time, too, so my head wasn't 100% clear. I forgot that it was a windy day, and that the storage closet will not open from the inside.
The door blew shut and we were both in there plunged into total darkness. There was almost no room to move and I had to decide whether I'd rather have my crotch shoved against my best friend's ass or I could pull back about four inches and have a door knob pressed against my spine.
I wasn't the biggest fan of tight spaces, especially in the dark so I was already not havin a good time, and then Ellis goes, "Shit, I gotta go to the bathroom."
I say, "Well, you shoulda thought about that before we got trapped in the damn closet now shut up and yell for Scott to come let us out."
He's actin like a little girl and tells me, "I didn't know we were gonna get trapped in here."
Before he could complain anymore I said to him, "It's already hot in here and I am not gonna smell pee the whole time we're in this mess, so you're gonna hold it, Ellis. End of story."
We were stuck in that closet crotch to ass for four and a half hours because Scott and Travis couldn't hear us yellin and we left our phones inside because this was only supposed to be a 2 second trip. Since it was in early May and that closet was sheet metal on the inside, it got real hot inside. I was drenched in sweat even though only half of my sweat glands actually worked on account of the scar tissue. There wasn't even any room to take off my coveralls. Hardly, but I managed. That's right, we were actually standin there in our underclothes for the duration of that adventure. My feet were real spongey because I couldn't get my shoes or pant legs all the way off.
Ellis decides that since he's hot, he's also tired and decides to go limp against me and fall asleep. So for the whole time I stood there supportin a sleeping, sweaty, slippery man, tryin real hard not to let the doorknob bash me in the back.
It took until almost 5:00 in the pm for Scott and Travis to realize that we never came back from the last task at hand right after lunch and they came lookin for us, finally openin the door so we could go home in shame as they laughed the whole walk back to our trucks.