The Doorman Chronicles
Greetings from the lobby! My name is Mirko Milutovic and I have been a doorman here at at a residential highrise building near the corner of 34th Street and Park Avenue, also known as The Murray Towers, for nearly a decade. In that time, I have seen the neighborhood of Murray Hill evolve from an aging, haphazard collection of people into a young, vibrant community. Ok, so a bunch of rich brats moved in, but at least it keeps things interesting.
Why so interesting? Well, just about everyday, something ridiculous happens. And I don't mean ridiculous in the sense that I was raised on a dairy farm in Eastern Europe and did not have running water until I was 11 kind of ridiculous. You'll soon see. I don't have much to do other than sign for the occasional package and vaccuum the lobby during the overnight shift here, so I get to take it all in.
Working late at night is not something I was crazy about, but when I first moved to the United States many years ago, legal work with decent pay was hard to find. The country was in a recession and I could not have picked a worse time to come to pursue my education in electrical engineering. College had to wait (And is still waiting...), but I learned English from reading newspapers, magazines and, ultimately, watching movies during my shift.
My personal life doesn't really matter much... I have a lot of time to get into that, too. I have a wife, she is almost ten years younger than I am. I was friends with her older brother back in Europe. When she came here, I looked after her and she was soon pregnant. We now have a two-year old daughter who talks more than anyone I have ever heard except maybe her mother. It was tough being away every night for that first year, but as my baby grew up and slept thru the night, my wife was able to take care of her.
I should also say that I have a day job. It leaves little time for sleep, but it gives me a good, working feel for the neighborhood. Commercial by day, residential by night, life is always moving.
So as I get this "blog" up and going, I look forward to sharing stories with you as they happen. Some you might not believe, but everything you will read in the days, weeks and months to come actually happened...
If you are in any way offended by what takes place within these covers, well then I apologize, but you should not have been making out with that sketchy weirdo in front of the apartment at 4 a.m. in plain sight of the doorman. You know I have a big mouth, so be more discreet next time.
As they say in my country, Mjet i madh prej druri i ngritur mbi katër kembë dhe me pjesët e nevojshme, në të cilin tendosen fijet e majës prej liri, leshi, ëndafshi a pambuku dhe punohet për të endur pëlhura të ndryshme e qilima!
Why so interesting? Well, just about everyday, something ridiculous happens. And I don't mean ridiculous in the sense that I was raised on a dairy farm in Eastern Europe and did not have running water until I was 11 kind of ridiculous. You'll soon see. I don't have much to do other than sign for the occasional package and vaccuum the lobby during the overnight shift here, so I get to take it all in.
Working late at night is not something I was crazy about, but when I first moved to the United States many years ago, legal work with decent pay was hard to find. The country was in a recession and I could not have picked a worse time to come to pursue my education in electrical engineering. College had to wait (And is still waiting...), but I learned English from reading newspapers, magazines and, ultimately, watching movies during my shift.
My personal life doesn't really matter much... I have a lot of time to get into that, too. I have a wife, she is almost ten years younger than I am. I was friends with her older brother back in Europe. When she came here, I looked after her and she was soon pregnant. We now have a two-year old daughter who talks more than anyone I have ever heard except maybe her mother. It was tough being away every night for that first year, but as my baby grew up and slept thru the night, my wife was able to take care of her.
I should also say that I have a day job. It leaves little time for sleep, but it gives me a good, working feel for the neighborhood. Commercial by day, residential by night, life is always moving.
So as I get this "blog" up and going, I look forward to sharing stories with you as they happen. Some you might not believe, but everything you will read in the days, weeks and months to come actually happened...
If you are in any way offended by what takes place within these covers, well then I apologize, but you should not have been making out with that sketchy weirdo in front of the apartment at 4 a.m. in plain sight of the doorman. You know I have a big mouth, so be more discreet next time.
As they say in my country, Mjet i madh prej druri i ngritur mbi katër kembë dhe me pjesët e nevojshme, në të cilin tendosen fijet e majës prej liri, leshi, ëndafshi a pambuku dhe punohet për të endur pëlhura të ndryshme e qilima!
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