I used to live on the 2nd floor of an apartment in NYC; upstairs was a family with two small kids (not sure they even owned a personal computer) and downstairs

I used to live on the 2nd floor of an apartment in NYC; upstairs was a family with two small kids (not sure they even owned a personal computer) and downstairs was a single guy working at google. Google guy complained (a lot) about mom (upstairs) leaving her stroller in the lobby to the point where she would ask me for help carrying it up the stairs pretty often. (no problem, I had a baby and was a sympathetic southern transplant) Mom said "I thought they were the "Don't be evil" guys"; that stuff was branding gold!