I want to thank the people who were so helpful in lending me their key to the restroom in 600 Harrison when I needed it. They told me the directions to the restroom inside 600 Harrison but when I followed them, I came to several unmarked doors, and elevator cove and a conference room. When I approached the Asian elderly man at the reception desk I asked him which door was the restroom, apparently I was a terrible interruption to his day. He swore at me, growled incomprehensibly and pointed in the direction I had come. I told him I could not see any marked doors for restrooms, they all looked like closets, elevator doors to other floors and a conference room entrance. He did not even let me finish, swore, taking the Lord's Name in vain, and began berating me as if I were a fool who could not find his way out of a paper bag. I did not wait for any further verbal abuse from this very clearly very disturbed person and left the building. I returned the keys to the Cafe owners, thanking them for the use of the restroom key, and explained in detail why I no longer needed it. They looked upon me in shock and the nice lady apologized and crossed herself, saying she would call the management about this abuse. As far as I am concerned, 600 Harrison is cursed, and the man who has no respect for people or goodness in his heart to help people in a civilized manner as necessary in professional society, ought to be fired forthwith. The Lone Comic Defender of Creativity US Trademark 5,185,749