D2nt Bot State Of Bot

• ten do you like it?
• Esupendo. I'll be there.

Aachhhh! I forgot ask this guy if I bring something else and I will not spend a cent on call. Total, should already have my resume in the last seven times I have called for courses from telemarketers. Because as that ... a training course without the commitment of hiring and above surveys to justify their esatafas .... uffff, the denouncement. I swear that I denounce.

Although ... why, if above seems to be legal, what they do is subsidized world ... Go fuck!

Jessica put the phone in the bag and was mulling over the words that already were using them as a little sickly. I had not looked anywhere when walking the streets. At times, even looking inside. It was like a non-being. As a not seen in others. A not known. A no substance. NO.

When showering a bunch of hair had been torn off in his hand. So without further ado. Hundreds of hairs less. And wept. His hair was going down the drain. Determined to impress outside and went to one of many things that the interviewing, wiped their noses, let the foam run and put the bundle of hairs in a sequined blue box.

Her make the ritualized. In each movement was regaining some entity. An eye shaped, as he smiled with a certain sensuality. The blusher made her look nice and a little more than usual. That's better for the circus, said quietly. time her mouth Jessica burst of fuchsia had forgotten the anguish and managed to rebuild his hair as if no hair had defected. And hit the streets. In this street full of events and subjects. Those sidewalks of looks like yours. Jessica went against all odds that morning.

Some young children were dragged from their mothers throwing himself backwards as if that could stop the inevitable. He felt sorry, but little. I could not succumb to the first picture of the day. He raised his head and changed the soil by trees. The orange blossom when no one tried had released all their previous harvest. trying, trying ... branches mostly dry ... , was the thought of Jessica. So grab your calendar and looked forward. In the eyes. To those others who also watched. Who will? Have they lost so much hair this morning? This has the face of not having breakfast ... and she has had a bad night. Ah, I know that there's other days and I think it has the same clothes. Of course, as I do, what remedy!

So every day she came inside. Without purpose. Without amendment. At that moment there was no sun or steps that might affect them. In these and other, walked into the interview schedule. And there, robot, waving, saying they wanted to hear, and came back to greet semitransparent hoping to score a date yet for the verdict. Nobody could ever say that Jessica was upset. It was like knowing it and remain silent. Just over pesamiento stood between what she knew the others and what he could say.

• The hope here at eight-thirty. Bring all contract documents for Will you be happy, right?
• Yes, yes ... uhmmm, well, of course ... But ...
• Yes, ask, ask ... if you have any questions we are happy to clarify ...
• I wondered how long the contract ... because ...
• Ah, that ... the contract is 6 months and if all goes well you will indefinitely. In these times you have been very fortunate
• Well ... I think I can not be indefinite
• Sure women. Any person can be hired indefinitely
• No, I do not.
• But tell me ... why. And do not worry that when the Monday we see this all the paperwork with the private agency
• But I tell you I can not be indefinite. Even I do not think I can have a six-month contract
• Uhhhmm ...! Do you explain better, please.
• is to see ... every morning I put a bunch of hair in a box that I have blue sequins. Not that I want to tear my hair, but they fall on their own and prefer to keep to throw ...
• But, forgive me Jessica .. Why are you telling me ... I think not quite understand
• Well, that, now that box is too full and I had to find a larger ... with a beautiful oriental designs ... and well, that ...
• I still do not understand ...
• That I believe that when this second box is full and I will have no hair and then ... then I will die
• But women ... What are you saying for the love of God ...!
• That if you make me a six months may annoy you a bit if I die before, but believe me I can not control it. If I had been hired by ...
• Jessica, let me say that perhaps you are going through a bad time and need help ... Are you single now?
• How? ... ah, yes, yes, I am alone. I am alone. Ah, what I wanted to tell you that I always forget ... Do I need to take an updated curriculum?
• But if we contratarrrr! No, just need you to come and talk around here quietly, please. Or find someone to accompany her to a doctor ... I do not know what to say, I swear ...
• I wonder if you really going to hire me even further losing my hair ... It will only be a while, you know? Perhaps four months ... or five ... It's hard to get to six ...
• , wife ... Let's say that and go to the doctor.
• But hire me?
• Sure, sure ... Now I have to let Jessica. I go into a meeting. Bye.
• Yes, no problem. I can not buy a wig the color of my hair ... Yes, I will. Until Monday.

Today, putting on lipstick imagined as a trapeze artist and her heart beat so loud she could see him jump in the mirror.

It took a week to discover it. She was in the bathroom, makeup. The sequins of the box gave blue highlights on his body. The documents for the contract were scattered around the room. In the photocopy of your ID and the color fuchsia lips had written

I'd like to be Indefinite