Apartment living in New York is filled with all types of surprises. In my building, whenever I go downstairs to the lobby, I'm always curious to see what detritus my neighbors have left behind. Usually it's some spare piece of furniture that a friend of theirs is going to eventually pick up. Sometimes it's just random junk that they're too lazy to move outside into the garbage cans. And then there's this. What the hell is this? Please, someone caption this photo and explain to me what type of weird freak I have living in my building.