People Still DO That?!

On our way home today around one in the afternoon, Suzi and I rode the elevator up to our 37th floor apartment with a little old Asian lady who lives on our same floor.  She started right in telling us about her day; she went to the market for coffee, almost got back home when she realized she forgot to get the coffee, and had to go all the way back to get it (and yeah, that's a good bit of walking for a tiny old lady).  Then she told us about how she doesn't like Hawaii grown coffee.  I didn't quite catch the kind she does like.  The whole time she was talking story, she was smiling and laughing, and it was really pretty fun to listen to her.

Then we all got off the elevator (we got off first and she waved goodbye and almost forgot to get off, which was good for another laugh for everybody) and went to our respective apartments.

So later on, we're celebrating the completion of what we think is Suzi's last hurdle before she can begin training for Assistant Manager at her new Starbucks store by ordering some delicious Pizza Hut.  While waiting for the elevator to go down, the little old Asian lady comes around the corner and tells us that she made some spring rolls and was going to take them over to our apartment!  She gave us a little tray of 5 piping hot, homemade spring rolls.  Who does that these days?!  I mean, today was the first day we ever said a word to each other (and may be the first day we've even seen her).  We were absolutely blown away!  In fact, we were so absolutely floored by the gesture (and her sweet old lady disposition) that we forgot to introduce ourselves or get her name.  At least we remembered to thank her!

While we were waiting for the driver we each had a spring roll.  Freaking delicious.

Now I'm gonna be looking for her in the halls to get her name so that if we ever slip a thank-you note under her door (apartments here are behind shared vestibules with separate doors so knocking won't always be heard, and you can't actually slip a note under a specific aparment's doorway) we can address it to someone more specific than Sweet-Old-Asian-Lady or Ms. Spring Roll.