Holy Tribeca!

This multi-million dollar Tribeca 2-story apartment is where I spent most of my work day today.  What you see pictured here is what we did for a 17 yr old boy's birthday party....part 1!  It is completely blowing my mind that someone would have such an awesome/expensive party for a 17 yr old!  Last time I checked 17 wasn't special in any country.  Sorry 17 year olds...no offense intended.  

Let me paint you a better picture of this amazing Manhattan haven.  Walking out on the balcony was like something out of a movie.  First of, because we were on the 32rd floor, the wind was quite strong.  I found that out the hard way when I stepped out there the first time and the wind whipped my shirt up but thankfully I caught it in time before any workers could see.  

Their view was absolutely breathtaking.  I could partially see the Brooklyn bridge on the right, the water on the right, a park right below, the entire skyline of uptown to the left including the Empire State Building and although I couldn't see it, we were only 2 blocks away from Ground Zero.  

I was left at the apartment/mansion in the sky alone to handle all the loading trucks.  This place was unfurnished because it had just been bought so the client had us bring in absolutely everything!  Nothing in that picture was there before we got there.  Nothing!  So I had to wait for the catering company to come pick up all the plates/glasses/cups/silverware/etc.  So I just walked up and down the balcony pretending it was my own...and let me tell you, I fit in perfectly there! haha.  

The video phone rang from the front desk asking if I was expecting anyone and if they wanted me to send them up so of course I said, "Why yes, send up the caterers.  Thank you."  I could have just said yes, but what fun is that.  So when they knocked on the door I opened it and greeted them into the hallway.  They all walked in and said, "Wow, you have an amazing apartment!"  Now...option 1- "Oh thank you but it's not mine...I wish it was though!"  Option 2- "Thank you very much." 

Hmm...which option did I take?  That would be number two!  Why?  Because if the workers assumed it was my apartment, why not just let them assume it??  I never said it was my apartment...but I never said it wasn't.  Therefore, these men all thought that I was the rich owner and hell...it felt good!  But really, I didn't really even speak to them because I had other work to do.  

After returning the key, making a return at Bed, Bath and Beyond (where they also have a doorman....I mean really?? at BBandB??)  I caught the 1 train back uptown to 28th street.  I finally got some lunch around 3 after being gone since 10:30 and the did some computer work before heading back to NJ around 6.

Can't wait to see what tomorrow brings!! :)

Your favorite fake Tribeca apartment owner!

~Amanda