Although it feels like just yesterday, tonight marks my one week anniversary with NYC. It’s like they say; time flies when you have no money, no job, and no bed to sleep in. Thankfully, all of the pressure to survive sparked some serious initiative in my life. Adam and I leased our Brooklyn apt, I found a job, and we even managed to scrounge up some furniture.

After our first night in the new place, Adam rented a budget truck and we cruised all over Brooklyn looking for free stuff. The first response on a bed led us to a building in Prospect Heights; a neighborhood just south of where we live. Meeting us at the door was the building superintendent, an old greasy lady who seemed pretty genuine at first. After informing us that the full sized barely used mattress and box spring was only $50, she led us up the stairs. Four floors later we found ourselves in the middle of a full blown landlord-tenant battle. Apparently, the lady who lived in the apartment was late on rent and not willing to move out. Rather than going through all the legal necessities to collect the money, the super just put all of the tenants belongings on Craigslist. As the lady pleaded for us not to take her things, the super grabbed Adam by the arm and continued to yell at us, “Guys take the bed…take the bed!” After consulting with Adam for a few seconds using only facial expressions, we got the funk out of there without looking back. The day took a turn for the best after this point though; and we both scored nice bug-free mattresses as well as some desks and chairs and such. In case you’re wondering, bed bugs are very real in New York City. Gross!

I’ve been training as an expediter in a Park Slope restaurant called Bussaco. The doors open to the public on Monday. Bon Appetit!