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Maniacally laughing inside this bubble I turned away a client who resembled the female version of Carlotta. The amount of mascara her eyes seemed to be drowned in was hilariously excessive. The black make-up was clumping in septuply thick amounts and I think a few lashes fell off due to the unyielding weight onto her tax return.
The tax return, as I tried to shift and keep from laughing, included figures from shares. Shares were something of a sketchy subject during the training period. Basically I didn't listen to nor read a single word on it. Not really wanting to fill out more than three tax returns within a span of six hours, I claimed the failsafe of being unable to, being a volunteer and all.
She was visibly peeved and had the makeup for delivering a mighty piledriver. Storming off with a cigarette hanging off her lip, I was left with two hours of idleness and spent it watching water run over a filing cabinet.
The ten o'clock client I had basically filled out her own return using the phone in my office. I still attached the sticker to declare my handywork though.
I was questioned by one of the ladies working at the Smith Family why I seemed to have so much free time wherein the other volunteer was flatout and only managed three to my six hours. All I could say was that it was the choice of the pen and the people who called and were called.
This is the best non-work I have ever done.
Saturday, 1 September 2001 - 04:19
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