On Tuesday I met the nicest senior citizen on the bus on my way to the subway into the city. Her name is Joanne. She chatted me up and just seemed to need the conversation. I gave her my business card and explained that I was looking for a new apartment and she said she'd ask her Super. I helped her walk to her destination and I then went on my way.
Today has been stressful. The workers finally came to tear down the mold infested dry wall but they putzed around showing up late, faking working, not bring proper supplies and well it's almost 10PM and the bozos are still here.
Somewhere during the day I got a voice mail. It was Joanne. Here's how this message went:
"Hi this is Joanne. We met on the bus. I spoke with the Super and he asked if you were working and could pay the rent. I told him yes. He wants me to give you the number to look at an apt. Let me get it, where is that number ok here's his."
Since I don't have a caller ID box attached to my phone currently I have no way of getting in touch with Joanne.
Today is just my lucky day.