Okay, maybe I don't hate everyone

I will admit that I have shit on just about everyone else that lives in this building at one time or another. That said, there are some good people here, but in the classic "squeaky wheel" kinda way, I never really talk about them.

The couple down in Apt. 2 have always been cool... from the very first week when I locked myself out while moving in, to today, when Jason gave me a big bottle of Alfred Sung cologne for nothing.

See, he's the Loss Prevention Manager for Sephora at the Eaton's Center, and has more of their crap than he can posibly use. His wife is actually sick of getting all the makeup and stuff they'd be throwing out, anyway, but allow him to take home.

The fact that they have a quiet, polite, little boy is a point for them, too.