There are times when I'm glad I don't really know my neighbors in SLC.

10am the doorbell rings like two times and even urgent knocking on door. Apparent they were not going away anytime soon. I should've known....

I rolled out of bed and blinked rapidly trying to see in the sunshine and with dry contacts. Opened the door....

And there was Warren. The senile old man who isnt afraid to ask for help. Especially when it comes to technology. He handed me a camera and said he couldn't get the SD/Memory card out of camera. I'm pritti sure he had the camera instructions in the other hand. He said "it says you just push it and it should pop out" as he was telling me the known information I pushed on the card and pulled it out. He showed me where he was pushing trying to get it out, (the battery door) made me wonder if he knew where/what the memory card was in the first place. I pushed it down again to show him once more and he went on this way.

I woke up for that? Shut the door. Go back downstairs. Go back to bed. Glad I could help.

Woke up another 2 hours later to the same man at the same door. Not the same problem tho....