This is a funny topic, as I was doing some training one summer and another professor who was teaching some class used to give me the creeps. He would follow me around, ask me very personal questions and just a general pain in the you know what. I remember remarking to a friend one day, "if I was ever trapped in the elevator with this man, I don't know what I would do..." Of course it was said in jest, and in fun.
Well, the very next day, I didn't feel like taking the steps, so I caught the elevator to go down three floors and HE COMES ON. And, of course we are the only two people on there. And then the elevator stops. I get on the phone and in the most calm but pleading voice ask for assistance. They tell us that something has gone wrong with the elevator and it may take a while to get it fixed.
For exactly one hour, I am trapped in the elevator with just about the last man on earth I would want to be trapped with. He gets this stupid look on his face and I just raise my hand and I proceed to sit on the elevator floor and completely meditate for the entire hour that we were in there. It was probably the most peaceful meditation experience I had before that time, but it was hilarious, nonetheless.