Tag: Mental Health
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All Guests Must Be Announced – Ch. 22
It was obvious Gerry felt no pain when he challenged me to a contest of fifty push ups in the lobby. After all, his tie was off and we all knew what that meant. I thought it was close while Gerry disagreed, asserting victory over me. I wondered what the shareholders would have thought if…
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All Guests Must Be Announced – Ch. XXI
“Lotto is up to 45 fucking million,” said Gerry, looking at a newspaper, standing at the table by the lobby phone. “Nice fucking haul, huh. What would you do if you won the lotto?” “I don’t play the lotto.” “But If you did?” “But I don’t,” I said, sitting on the bench where I removed Ichabod’s…
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All Guests Must Be Announced – Ch. 20
“We got plenty of beers left but maybe we should get some Tully? Good idea or recipe for disaster? What do you think?” “Tully is never a bad idea,” I said. “Here’s some bread,” said Gerry, pulling a hundred dollar bill from a stack of cash, suffocating inside his wallet. He must have withdrawn funds for…
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All Guests Must Be Announced – Ch. 14
“Hold the elevator,” Gerry shouted as Carmen walked into the lobby. “Take your time. Slow down. Slow it down,” I said to her as she hurried toward the elevator, with a computer bag in one hand, and a bottle of sauvignon blanc in the other. “Thank you, love.” Carmen as she preferred to be called was…
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All Guests Must Be Announced – Ch. 11
I left Gerry and Ichabod in the lobby and went downstairs to the locker room to get my toothbrush. Obsessive compulsive disorder hits everyone differently. I had more obsessions than I had compulsions. I don’t have tics or count things but I admit I paid close attention to numbers. I tended to seek out patterns. I probably washed…
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All Guests Must Be Announced – Ch. 6
Murphy Mchale was born and raised in the Morris Park section of the Bronx to a blue collar Irish-Italian family. He was nurtured by the sunday meat sauce of his mother and disciplined by the belt of his no nonsense father. Murphy loved sports but took to two things early, weight lifting and boxing. Under the tutelage of…
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All Guests Must Be Announced – Ch. 4
The felt letter board in the lobby stood three feet tall, bordered by stainless steel. A thin pole and a round base, heavy but not fixed to the marble. It read, all guests must be announced. An important rule for some, a nuisance for others. I dreaded talking to anyone, in person or on the phone, and…
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All Guests Must Be Announced – Ch. 3
534 East 57th street, was a cooperative building, you didn’t own the apartment, but instead you were a shareholder in a corporation. A lovely prewar building designed by famed architect Emery Roth. 21 stories, 60 units, 2 elevators and a full-time doorman. Dogs and cats are allowed. Some ghosts. One stowaway. A modest amount of scandal. Blind eyes…
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All Guests Must Be Announced – Ch. 2
There are very few things about this world that have the ability to make me happy. The bad will find its way into anything and crush the good. I have always had difficulties with processing my emotions. Frustration and disappointment have run rampant within me most of my life. I could be happy momentarily but…
