Neighborhood Continuity

Yesterday I alerted the construction crew about the can of cement accidentally left on the gas pipe at Saint Germain and the large tools left in the grass. They thanked me profusely. I said no problem. I'm the kind of person that is distracted by continuity when I watch a movie. It's just how I'm built.  

Remembering when I found a batch of 35 color coded keys on the sidewalk near my house and figured out who it belonged to. The landlord next door. When I knocked on the manager's door he was so happy.