The dark brown chairs in my building's lobby have to be real leather. They're steps above my New York apartment. The whole building is a higher class than I've ever lived before. From the marble floor to the crown molding ceilings, I love every inch. The pay increase with my promotion allowed me to upgrade my living arrangements, and so far it's worth every extra penny I pay to live here.
"Would you like me to call you a cab, Ms. Stevens?"
Did I mention the doorman? I swear I've fallen into apartment heaven. Who cares if the four-thousand-dollar rent is more than half my monthly take home pay. I have a doorman.
"No. I'm waiting for someone, but thank you."
The greying man in his cute dark suit returns to his place by the door after a quick head nod in acknowledgment. The last time I sa
