This morning was holiday brunch hosted by our building. Little did I know it was just a ploy to get everyone in one place to crack down on THE BAD GUYS.<br/><br/>I scurried through the crowds with my bike, hit the elevator button, and then was confronted by a woman who presented herself as “with property management.” She went on to ask me if I biked every day, if I brought my bike in to the building every day, if I knew they had bike racks in the basement… The answer to all was yes. She then informed me that they prefer I park down there  in their dimly lit, blind-turn laden, insecure parking garage.<br/><br/>I told her no thanks and was on my way. Bah humbug.<br/>