2005-10-20 - 3:44 p.m.
I used to be a temp through out downtown Calgary. I would work in various building doing the dumbest jobs. I especially hated being a file clerk. I worked at this one place where I was locked in a small room full of filing cabinets for a week. Yes locked. It was a post secondary school and it had to be secure. You can't pay me enough to ever do that again. Another place I was at I had a larger file room, and the files weren't in drawers, they were on shelves, oh the technology. So there was this one lady that worked there, and she was facinated with my hair and how I wore it. I didn't do anything special, really I was just lazy and I have boring fine hair. So I would pull it part way though a ponytail, and loop the elastic again, resulting in a messy-ends-sticky-outie bunish thing. She wanted to know how I did it so I showed her and she was all happy. Later on the day I showed her she came into the file room to give me something, and I saw that she had tried to do it- with less success. Her's was all lopsided and not sickey-outie, oddly enough I felt bad for her not having a neater messy bun.
Have a nice day!
