The water meter reader asked to get let into my building, apologizing that the super was unavailable. After buzzing her into the build I went out to exchange pleasantries.
One minute in:
One minute in:
Me: I expect that you don't need me for this operation so I'll take my leave.
Her: Oh you knew that but still came out to exchange pleasantries?
Me: Yes, of course.
Her: You're either a salaryman of the old school or your wife worked for the water company.
Me: Two for two!
Her: Oh you knew that but still came out to exchange pleasantries?
Me: Yes, of course.
Her: You're either a salaryman of the old school or your wife worked for the water company.
Me: Two for two!
Approximate salaryman-of-the-old-school logic here: "The water company has sent its representative, the meter reader, to our place of business, and of course a white collar worker would drop what they were doing to let them in if that were needed, with appropriate gratitude."
There are a lot of things to not like about salarymandom and a lot of things to not like about how it mixes with social class but this sort of functioning as a leveling force for dignity is a thing which I am extremely aesthetically inclined to and wished there was more of.
