E90 and Lexington: The Boy

I typically dress down on days I need to be at construction sites. I mean, it's not like I look slovenly but it's my "clean and casual" day.

Anyways, I arranged to meet a friend for lunch at her apartment after visiting one of my construction sites. She was still making her way back to her apartment so I took the time to go to the grocery store and pick up a few small things to supplement our lunch. Laden with a few plastic grocery bags full of food, I walk into the lobby of her building to the man behind the desk to announce myself.

"I'm here to see Jane in apartment 555. She's expecting me."
The man at the front desk looks up, gives me a quick once over and says, "The service entrance is around the corner."

"I'm her friend...She's expecting me," I respond in an annoyed and staccato tone.

The man was apologetic and immediately phoned Jane's apartment. She hadn't arrived yet so he invited me to sit down in the reception area. I was keen on sitting in an area where I could see him directly and where all the residents coming in had a clear view of the casually dressed ethnic guy with the grocery bags who obviously looks like a delivery boy sitting on their plush velvet couch in the lobby.