You’re Welcome vs No Problem

Every once in a while I read someone objecting to the use of “no problem” instead of “you’re welcome” in response to “thank you”. For the life of me, I cannot understand why some people hate “no problem.” I’ve said “you’re welcome” most of my life, but over the years I’ve slowly migrated to “no problem.”

“No problem” is said with the same spirit of kindness. It is also said by someone who just did something nice for you, or at the very least made some small gesture which you thought was worth thanking them for. So, now you’re mad at them because they didn’t respond with the words you wanted, or the words you think are more … polite? “No problem” is certainly meant to be polite. The person is saying, “Oh shucks, it was no trouble at all, and I was happy to do it.” It’s actually a little humbler than “you’re welcome.”

Speaking of saying thank you—thank you WWII veteran Jack Leroy Tueller for having compassion in the direst of circumstances. Your story made me cry this morning, but it was a good cry. I did my best to put myself in your shoes, to think what it was like to have endured what you endured when only in your twenties. I would like to believe that I would have been capable of such a gesture then, but I was so clueless at that age (not that I am so clue-full now). I’m sure I would have just felt fear and anger.

How on earth did you summon such heart in that situation? Where you just born that way? Was it something about how your parents raised you, or something you were exposed to that made you this generous in your response to life?

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About that Gas Explosion and Con Ed’s Response to Gas Leaks

Yesterday a gas leak in a building in Harlem resulted in an explosion and the death of seven people so far. Con Ed was called and the building exploded before they got there. I have to wonder if they had gotten any calls before yesterday about the gas odor.

Because when I smelled gas in my building in 2007 and called Con Ed it took three months for the gas to be turned off. I kept a timeline of my efforts to get help. I’m going to give a Cliff Notes version first, but I think it’s worth it to read the expanded version, to see just how insane it was.

Cliff Notes Version

10/7/07: I call Con End and report a gas leak. They say no leak.
12/29/07: Con Ed finally agrees there’s a leak and turns off the gas to my apartment.
12/31/07: I tell Con Ed that I still smell gas coming into my apartment. Con Ed says I’m mistaken and I call the landlord, the EPA and HPD. No help.
1/8/08: I call the City who calls the FDNY who agree there is a gas leak still and they call Con Ed who finally shut off the gas.
2/5/08: The problem is fixed. My gas is turned back on.

So it took Con Ed over THREE MONTHS to shut off the gas to my building. It took my landlord a month to fix the problem.

The Expanded Version

10/7/07: Called Con Ed about the smell of gas. Con Ed comes ands says it’s not gas, maybe a dead animal in the walls.
11/16: Called landlord.
11/23: Sent letter to landlord.
11/30: Sent another letter to landlord.
12/6: Called HPD to complain. HPD later sends an Acknowledgement of Complaint with the wrong room and says it’s a sewer issue even though I said it smells like gas.
12/11: Employee of landlord stops by, checks a spot, does nothing but says he will be back tomorrow to work on it.
12/12: No one comes back.
12/13: Called landlord.
12/14: Called landlord.
12/20: Called landlord. It’s been over a month and they have done nothing.
12/25: Voice mail from the City.
12/26: Called City back and left voice mail.
12/26: Called landlord.
12/29: Asked Con Ed to come back. Con Ed found a gas leak. Turned gas off for my apartment. Called landlord.
12/31: I’m still smelling gas! Called Con Ed. Con Ed came but was reading zero now. No gas leak, they say. Called landlord.
1/2/08: Called landlord and asked when the plumber would be coming.
1/4: Landlord’s guys move cabinet to prepare for plumber who is coming today he says, but no plumber arrives.
1/5: Called landlord, no plumber.
1/7: Called landlord, no plumber. The gas smell persists.
1/7: Called the EPA about the smell.
1/7: Called landlord. The gas smell persists.
1/8: Called the City to complain and they called the FDNY who took readings of their own and found that there is still a leak. They called Con Ed. Con Ed is back and they agree now that there is still a gas leak. They verified that since my gas is turned off from the basement there is another leak elsewhere in the building. Gas turned off for the whole building.
1/9: A plumber starts working in the basement.
1/12: Still no gas and no word about when it will be back.
1/15: Everyone has their gas back except me. Called landlord.
1/16: HPD says I have to call 311 and open a new complaint about the gas leak and can offer no explanation why. It hasn’t been fixed. But I call again and am given complaint #4095996.
1/16: Con Ed said all the problems have been fixed but mine. Plumber has to fix the turn off valve to my apartment.
1/16: Called landlord.
1/17: Sent a certified letter and this timeline to my landlord, the City and Con Ed.
1/18: HPD said an inspector would come between 9 and 1, no one showd.
1/19: HPD calls and asks if any of my complaints have been fixed. No.
1/28: I send another certified letter to the landlord.
1/29: Landlord’s office calls and asks me if everything is okay. (???) I say no. The plumber says he’s sending someone right over. No one shows up.
1/31: Called landlord. Also left a message for HPD.
2/4: Con Ed calls and says they haven’t heard from the landlord that the repairs have been made. Called landlord.
2/5: Con Ed installs meter and turns the gas back on.

I sent a letter to the City and Con Ed after the gas was finally turned off for the whole building (but before the gas leak was fixed) that began with the following:

“I am writing because due to the inaction on the part of my landlord and then by the City of New York, and incorrect readings by Con Edison, a potentially dangerous situation in my apartment and my building went unaddressed for months and I was forced to live in intolerable conditions. From October 7 to January 8 gas was pumping into my apartment. As of this writing the problem is still not fixed.”

No one from Con Ed ever responded. I can’t remember if the City ever got back to me.

120 West 16th Street

Passed by a beautiful, quirky building on 16th Street. It looks like it’s completely under construction/renovation, but I googled it and saw I could rent a two bedroom in there for $4,295 a month. It’s just impossible to be a poor person these days.

Ironically, this place was originally built to help poor people, and women in particular! A group of wealthy women got together in the 19th century to help indigent women of their time. Instead of giving out money they had this place built to teach them needlecraft. They called it The New York House and School of Industry. Imagine going back to tell the women struggling to find a way to get by that people would pay $4,295 a month to live right where they were working, and in a small section of where they were working?

You can get more history about the building here. And also shots of the entire thing. I couldn’t get the shots I wanted, but here are a couple of details.

The door. Blue, blue, love this blue.

Door

And above the door. Lately I seem to be focusing on the small details that never seem to be included anymore.

AboveDoor

Cat Detente

It’s a rare moment and I got it on film. Well, pixels. Finney lets Bleeck sleep near him as long as there’s a barrier of some sort between them, like Finney is in a basket. But when we are all on the couch, there are prescribed spots that do not change, which usually involves them being on opposite sides of the couch with me in-between. I’m the barrier.

But last night they curled up within inches of each other. In that moment, Putin felt a twinge of doubt and reached for the phone to call his troops back, religious extremists all over the world looked at each other and thought, ‘alright, I don’t agree with you but why did I think I had to kill you again,’ and American right wing extremists gasped and said, “Good lord, we’re not just damaging our country, we’re damaging the future. Did you read the latest about global warming??” Then Bleeck leaned over and tried to bite Finney, Finney jumped off the couch, and the spell was broken.

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