Day 21

Wednesday, September 21, 2022

The corner of Superior Street and Wells Street

On days like today when I don’t have to go into work until 1:00 pm, I always wonder why everyone else isn’t at work. I'm especially guilty of thinking this about a neighbor who lives on our floor. I'm always seeing him at odd hours and trying to figure out when he possibly goes to work. It’s stupid because I’m a prime example of someone who can work full time and still have odd hours.

Like last night, this neighbor and I rode the same elevator up to our floor around 9:30 pm and this morning we rode the same elevator down when I went to do laundry around 10:15 am. In my head, I wondered how this guy is never at work, but the truth is that there are so many things he could be doing. My point is that it takes all kinds to work all sorts of hours to keep everything running, and to keep everything interesting.