Room with a view, and Wi Fi.

    
Spent the morning waiting for the cable modem guy who was scheduled to be here between 11-2 and of course arrived at 2:01. Something about New York living--you have to push for your advantage in everything. People don't say right off: Here's what we have to offer, here's what's available, would you like it? They'll say: Well, it's not wireless. That's extra. Then you say "But the management company promised me wireless I said I NEEDED it. And he says, "I have to get the approval from Cindy." Me: "I'll call her right now." Call Cindy, same rigamarole. "Alex told me it would be wireless for my iPhone, can you tell the cable guy?" "That wasn't included." "But I told him I needed it for my iPhone" "Let me talk to the cable guy" etc etc. Got the wireless though. It goes against my naturally shy, retiring personality, but it's kind of fun in a way to know there's more to be had if only you just persist.

( Spend a lot of time looking out the window... )