Cat Sitting Episode One

Welcome to Cat Sitting, a blog produced by Earshot Radio documenting a year of cat sitting and free rent living in New York City. The first gig is Park Slope, Brooklyn starring Rudy and Lou. This is Day One: Locked Out.

The day began well enough -- it was beautiful, seasonably cool. I fed the cats cuz that's my job and I began to get dressed for an11am interview. I was meeting with the owner of three cats that need sitting in October. My shirt was caught in the apartment door, so I opened the door a crack to free it. I guess I didn't slam the door when I shut it and I guess the cats noticed. Lou snuck out, and when I ran into the stairwell to retrieve her, the door slammed behind me.

I stood and looked at the door for about five minutes, and...out of ideas, I called Carley and Matt to ask if there was anyone around Park Slope with an extra set of keys.

It sounded like the phone was off. Carley and Matt are teaching up at Bard College about two hours north, and I figured they were probably in some kind of morning meetings. I was hoping Carley would check her voicemail before lunch. Before drastic measures.

I went up to the roof to see if maybe I could walk a fire escape down to a window, but that wasn't an option. It was a nice view, though.

I went downstairs to the entryway to see if the super's phone number might be on display. I didn't find that, but I did find the fall Pottery Barn catalog. I read that for a while and Lou kept on with her Houdini act that never worked.

A little while later, I thought I might as well get comfortable and pulled out one of those collapsible picnic chairs. I borrowed the neighbors Times from the stoop, and I killed a good hour or two reading that.

Finally, around noon, I got a call back from Carley. I told her my situation and she told me she'd consult with Matt. Five minutes later, she called back. Matt would drive down from Bard, she said. I told her that was crazy. That I'd pay whatever it took for a locksmith to come before that happened. We argued, but I won.

I called my friend Pierce and ased him to dig me up a few Brooklyn locksmith numbers. He sent me a few numbers by text and I called All Security Locksmith. Anthony was here in fifteen minutes. He was here in about fifteen minutes, and he was gone in about five.

That's how day one went. It's been a couple days since and things have been going smoother. I'm into this and there's no need for alarm. I'm a professional.

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[gutterscum]

haaaa i remember my days in all security. good times.

mark

[byasov]

his name is not Anthony, it's Francis. we work in the same company. All Security. 718 435 9055