5. Midge McGee
“Michael” would wear the same white oxford shirt every day of the week. How did we know? Coffee and food stains all over it (he looked so much like Chris Farley that one of our tenants would call him that). It was so dirty that the formerly white cuffs were black and I would be remiss if I forgot the huge hole in the forearm of the shirt. This man was the ‘top manager’ of a commercial building on a very prominent street in Chicago for a Fortune 50 company! He would snort and use nasal allergy spray all day long. I’m sure the tenants enjoyed that.
He and our Broker were like Michael and Todd Packer:
“Michael” (to me): Boy, you have large breasts.
“Packer”: Yes you do!
“Michael”: So, how much do those things weigh?
He wanted to be friends so badly that he would take us out for lunch and drinks and charge it back to the company. He quoted movies like it was a religion.
I converted to Judaism (“Where can I get a good corned beef around here?”) and my co-worker was Black. I wish I would’ve taken daily notes.