I woke-up at 3pm and knew something bad had happened when the honking outside got REAL loud.  When I went out to the hallway to get an elevator, I saw the dark hallway and just went back into my apartment.  I was stuck on the 18plus floor [hungry and thristy] looking out of my apartment at people going out-of-there minds running all over 6th Avenue.  I put my bikini top on [because I'm big on tan lines] and talked to others on balconies. Today I went all out, bikini top and g-string- no one talked to me.  It was sooo boring being stuck with no TV, cell phone, internet, no man and finding out I have no flashlight- it would have been nice to tell someone to walk down those stairs for a pepsi\food.  Tomorrow I'm going out and buying one of those flashlight\radio\bull-horn thingys.