In NYC, a friend does a friend a favor like swiping a metro card when one is low, or picking up Chinese food when passing the place with the best crispy tofu, or holding a place in line for Shakespeare in the Park. These are nice little favors, appreciated for sure, but truthfully, they don't take much effort on the part of the friend doing the favor.
In the GNC, a friend does a friend a favor like driving forty miles in a torrential downpour to pick up a stranded bicyclist, or bringing a backhoe on a trailer to your house to move boulders the size of Rhode Island into their proper places, or loading their pick up truck with a half-ton of Item 4 and delivering it at exactly the right moment to grade the driveway. Now, those are favors with a capital "F".
Yesterday, a typical GNC day - clear weather in the morning, downpour in the afternoon leading to a breezy, cool beautiful dusk, friends came through on three different occasions, each one requiring much more effort than passing a metro card back through the turnstile. So, to my friends in the GNC who did me three great favors yesterday, Thanks A Lot!
You know who you are.
If I can pick up the dry cleaning for you, let me know.
What happens when Mr. Midtown moves to an isolated acre in the Great Northern Catskills? It's Inconceivable!
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