I just moved from a studio into a large apartment in Brooklyn with two roommates and a kitchen that has a lot of cabinets and cubbies, not to mention a fridge packed with their tantalizing food.
I think I may not be alone in the large amount of emotional (and in some ways intellectual) energy expended on these micro-transactions.
How to respond to an unsolicited “good morning” that seems just a little bit leery but is not yet threatening.
Sincerely, Martyred in Midtown…
Introducing Excuse Me Mondays, a new illustrated advice column about minutiae. Installments will be posted here every other Monday.
