this morning #1865.

this morning, though she’d left the apartment actively attempting to not get sidetracked, she’d nonetheless ended up on yet another one of her quirky excursions. there had been a plan for the day but then, on her walk downtown, this intriguing man stopped her. asked if she had time to take a quick survey. said she’d get paid. seventy-five bucks. these days, that wasn’t nothing so she followed him to an office tower a block away. rode the elevator up to the 20th floor where a young woman brought her to a conference room. a dozen other strangers sat around a table. she said someone would be with them in a few minutes & left. out in the hall, there was chatter. the only words she was able to make out were “dating app.”