Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Gimme Shelter


So my office is on the ground floor of the building, meaning you can just walk right in from the street. No doorman, no security cameras, no nothin'. Normally this is fine. However, every once in a while (oddly frequently, actually) some sort of hobo or just deranged person-about-town will come into our office unsolicited. He or she usually wants to just use the bathroom. After being told it's a private office, they will generally not listen at all and still go to use the bathroom. Like the fellow who's in there right now, who walked in in his slightly-askew suit and loudly asked "Now, is this is a factory?" Yes, sir. A dreeeeeam factory!

Also, this fellow was wearing tap shoes.

Another time, a very disheveled looking woman, wearing one of those big, pink-ish winter nun coats, came in and started yelling at people, then decided she wanted to read all of the magazines we have up front. She was eventually shooed away, but it was unsettling nonetheless.

Almost as unsettling as the time I was here with just one other person on a Friday night and some rather large and imposing gentlemen entered and began inspecting all our computer equipment. Turns out they were just curious if we were a graphic design firm, but for a minute there I could picture me and Scott tied up in the back room, having to sleep there all weekend until someone found us on Monday.

Anyway, don't really know what the point of this is. Just to tell you that people are often just wandering into Gawker to pee, poop, or read. So, if you're in the area come on by. Except, in a couple of months we're moving to a new place on Elizabeth street, on the 4th floor. So, do it now! Before it's too late!

Wear your tap shoes!

7 comments:

lawyergay said...

Hi LolCait...just a general comment to say I love what you've done with the new blog and that I've added you to my "blogroll." Not as delicious as it sounds.

Conbon said...

I'm totally doing this. You aren't going to like it.

BinkysDream said...

If I come in with a bindle make out of a polka-dot hankie, can I use the bathroom?

Hez said...

Hah, Conbon - I love it when people are shamed into blogging! Now we just need to get ElijahPollack and you other chatty Cathies doing it. And then we all win.

mathnet said...

[fuh-lap, fuh-lap, fuh-lap, fuh-lap]

Kristi said...

Excellent! Now if you can just keep Julia Allison from finding the new office, the world will be a better place.

Margie Trowel & Mamie Shovel said...

This was like the time that a guy walked into a Barnes & Noble I managed. He looked dazed and carried an axe. I asked if I could help him and he shouted, "Where's my meal?"

Good times.