New to DC

So I'm sitting on the roof of my work building having lunch next to our green roof-cover garden, which just so happens to offer a nice view of my apartment building two blocks away, and my coworker, upon me pointing this out, says, "Oh, that's a popular new to DC building."

This is a seemingly innocuous statement. However, the problem was I heard: "Oh, that's a popular nudity-c building."

To which I responded with a look of horror and confusion, thinking "What? Is there some sort of government regulation called "Nudity-C" that designates a building or area clothes-free-friendly?? I haven't seen any naked folk around my place. I mean there ARE some pretty creepy/marginally crazy people in my complex, but no nudity. Gosh, how did I overlook this?!"

But, out loud, I said only, "what?" To which he annunciated: "new-to-D-C," and the feeling of panic and shock subsided.

Phew.

On my big decision

Because the "right No" would haunt me forever, and even the wrong Yes might open unseen doors...

For some people the day comes
when they have to declare the great Yes
or the great No. It's clear at once who has the Yes
ready within him; and saying it

he goes from honor to honor, strong in his conviction.
He who refuses does not repent. Asked again,
he'd still say no. Yet that no--the right no--
drags him down all his life.
-C. P. Cavafy

This poem is like Nike's "Just do it." Only more...poetic. : )