strange, strange ny

i have a super long post in the works, that will take me some time. i hope you will all find it interesting, i am definitely learning a lot writing it. but onto the strange occurrences of last night

well, i guess not plural, since there was only one. but needless to say, weird.

a friend from atlanta is intown for a couple days so i met up with him for drinks last night. just as i was finishing up dinner and ready to leave, my door buzzer rings. i hit the talk button and asked who it was. all i heard was "Police Department."

and cue stomach drop. i responded back with "okay. hold on." then "i'll be right down." what else do you say?

those two flights downstairs were very slow. every horrible, God awful thing went through my head beginning with death.

i get to the door, 2 officers in suits stand outside and show their badges. i pause and open the door and they look confused. confused??? and what do they say? "i think we paged the wrong apartment, we needed 2F" i told them quite brazenly to never do that to me again. hehe

building is okay, as are my fellow neighbors. who knew what the issue was. so, i calmed down, walked a couple blocks and met a pal for beers. from extreme nerves then reassurance to a tipsy calm. it was a good night.