get this. I learned today that the cat woman downstairs has TWO floors for her apartment. I knocked on one door and she cracked open the door one floor below - which I thought odd since at the time I didn't think that was her apartment. How can one woman fill an apartment that is two stories so full that she can't open the door? This woman is amazing. She of coarse claimed she wasn't dressed and couldn't let me in - which I know isn't true because she was dressed. So how am I going to get the mechanic in to fix the intercom so the whole building can know who's at the door? Good luck because she can't open the door and she will not let us go in there. Probably best for all humanity if we just allow the intercom to stay broken.