In this person's mind the worst imaginable outcomes in life all involve minor elevator related accidents that only occur to people who spend hours a day investigating to the most minute detail the functionality of elevators in dreary English markets. I can't tell if that's a good or bad way to live.
Oh shit, thankyou for mentioning that, I was thinking about it just the other day but I couldn't remember the name of the show, just the way he pronounced "precipitation"...