It was a good weekend, and I dropped RQS off at the station early enough for her to get home, and out the door to go to class. Well, she got to Grand Central on time, and then home before noon. And this is where her frustration set in....
Normally, I could drop RQS off at the station, and she could get home without incident. Today was different. RQS got home without incident, but she couldn't get in the door. It seems that the one day the locksmith could come over to install a new lock on the front door (allowing entry to the vestibule) was Saturday - when RQS was here in Westchester County. No notice was given to RQS that a new lock would be installed, nor was there anyone home to let her into the building when she got home.
What should she do? I volunteered to buy a "sledge-o-matic" to open her door. But this would not be needed. She called her landlord (who happened to be in the Balkans at the time), and from there he called his wife. Within 30 minutes, she came with a set of keys for RQS. Now, RQS could get into her building then come and go as she pleases.
I won't go into the rest of her day, as this blog is about my life, not hers....
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