Kicked out of . . . McDonald's?

Today was a good day. I sold my furniture in the morning. It actually was a pretty big pain because I had to dismember my loft bed before the guy came over to get the furniture. Then, when he was here, as we were taking the last parts of the bed down, one of the metal pieces of the bed slipped and flew right into the wall. It broke a hole in the wall about 2 inches in diameter. SO now I'll probably have to pay for that.

I ended up offering to ride out to Queens with the guy to help him unload the stuff since it was a pain to load it up. Do a good turn daily, right? It made for a long morning, but at least I got rid of my furniture and I don't have to worry about that any more. It also means I'm sleeping on the hardwood floor tonight. Oh well, it's only one night and only the second time of my internship that I'll have to sleep on the ground.

At work today I got staffed on a buy side deal that is really interesting. It's looking that I'll be working in the model so that is cool too. The two analysts on the deal told me they wanted me on it because they knew I was "the most capable intern" to be on this deal. Always good to hear when the internship is winding down.

In the evening I met up with a good friend who is out here visiting for the weekend. We had some great Indian food, then went to McDonald's for some ice cream. This guy that I was with is probably the smartest kid as far as investing goes that I've ever met. He just knows TONS of stuff about all sorts of different things, so it's always really interesting to sit down and talk with him. We talked about everything from pair trades and double short ETFs to the investment banking club at school and how we want to help out rising juniors next year.

After a while of talking a security guard came over and said, "We have a table limit here, and since you've been here for like an hour and a half, we're going to have to ask you to leave in about 10 minutes." We looked at him like, "Is this a joke?" But he was serious. It was just so weird because there were tons of empty tables around, so it wasn't like he needed to clear some space for customers. He just said that we had been there long enough unless we wanted to buy some more food. Since when does McDonald's have a table limit? He came back a few minutes later and told us we needed to leave. I was still just shocked at this, but it was actually pretty funny. So yes, I have been kicked out of McDonald's by a security guard because I was there too long after ordering my food. Awesome.

We went and met up with another friend and went downtown to hang out. At about 1:30 I decided to head home because I have to move tomorrow and I'm tired. I got on the subway and started heading back to Harlem. After a few stops, I thought it would be good to switch to an express train. Bad move. I waited 30 minutes for the next train to come. Then, when it finally came, I kind of fell asleep. I woke up and suddenly forgot which train I was on and, thinking I was still on the first train, got off at 96th street because the 2 train doesn't go to where I need to go. Well right as the train pulled away I realized that I had in fact been on the A train, which would have taken me right to where I needed to be. So I had to wait another considerable amount of time before the next A train came to get me home. It was a LONG ride home.

So it's been fun in Harlem. I never really saw any crazy stuff, but I saw today that it has the highest crime rate in New York. But even though it's a tough neighborhood, how many people in Harlem can say they are so crazy and "hard" that they had to be escorted out of McDonald's by a security guard? That's right Harlem. Eat your heart out.

P.S. Can you tell it's four in the morning and I'm not thinking quite right.