The address is easy enough. When it is difficult, I give myself fifteen minutes or more to find the place but it looked simple enough. I arrived ten minutes ahead of time and pulled in when the gps told me to do so but where is the apartment? I drove around and after five minutes parked and asked people there. There were mostly young people with no idea where the unit is.

I walked to the big building where I suspected it is and there were nothing but restaurants. No office I could locate to find a way upstairs. I finally asked a man working at the restaurant. He led me to the panel and helped me pushed the buttons and nothing worked.

By this time, I was panicking. I called the office. Then tried again. A young man told me, a woman at the restaurant across should know how to go upstairs. I went to look for her, she did know how to get upstairs, she punched the figures and pushed not the pound key but the bell key and it worked.

I went upstairs, his sister met me and brought me in, introducing me to his brother. I usually forget the telephony on meeting the client, something I have taken steps to prevent. That day I did remember. I asked the client if I could use his phone to sign in. He told me no, it is his business phone. I asked him if he has another phone and add I have to sign in using his phone. His sister helped me and talked him into it.

I looked at him and thought, “He does not look too happy with me. Men like him usually take to me on the spot.” At the same time I did not blame him, I was late finding the place, and then insisted on using his phone.

The moment his sister left, he started talking to me and then it was as I expected, he liked me. I asked him what I could do for him, nothing until afternoon when I will remind him to take his pills, sign the pills out and get half a sandwich for him.

By this time I was getting the feeling here was a big man, imposing and used to getting his way. When a personnel from the office came to sign him in, I brought the attention of his phone to her. She told me I could use my own phone. It was then I realized nothing is written in stone. Next time if a client objects, I should phone the office about the matter. Later, when I did a search on him and found how big he was in town, I laughed.  He probably seldom get someone who dared asked to use his phone.

I sat and tried to pick my cue as to what I should do next. And he started talking. We chatted easily. Sometimes not talking and sometimes talking. He refused to let me do anything. His brother came to visit and when he needed something he asked his brother to get it. I told him I was there for that, he would not hear of it. He did ask me to refill his ice pack. When he moved to go to the bathroom, I got up to follow him. He did not want me to, his brother gestured me to let him go alone.

That six hours went easily with us engaging in easy conversation most of the time. He talked about his medical condition, his hobby of basketball and after several hours told me what kind of person I am. As many employees as he has, he has to be good at reading people. I could tell he was impressed with me which was a good feeling. He asked me if I would be back the following day. I told him no. He told me he was sure I would be. I told him alas no, I was not free the following day; another instant where he likely was not used to having his desires thwarted.