As we walked down Covert towards Eldert St. I wanted so badly to spark a conversation, but as we approached the Lofts a UPS worker dropped a few boxes and you politely stopped to help him by holding the door.
Even though I don't live in your building I was hoping you'd continue holding the door for me for that chance. Instead, I nervously said something along the lines of "thank, um I don't live...um thanks" (Super slick)
Unfortunately, I'm moving from the neighborhood after 13 years, but I did want to formally thank you for the gesture. Maybe we'll cross paths again.
