Standing outside a luxury high-rise entrance on a wet, rainy night, a distressed pregnant woman in a striped shirt sobbed and sought shelter under the awning. A cold female security guard wearing a sharp blazer and a communication headset stepped out immediately to confront her. With complete lack of empathy, she barked, “Move along, you can’t stand here blocking the entrance.” But her power trip came to a sudden halt when a distinguished older gentleman stepped through the revolving glass doors from the lobby. He glared at the arrogant guard and declared with absolute authority, “I am the owner of this building. And she stays right here.” The guard’s confident smile instantly froze into absolute horror.
