Well I don't guess they will bite.Well I don't guess they will bite. "May I help you" said the very tall, very blond receptionist as she looked down at me. I couldn't help staring as I stuttered and stammered trying to explain why I was there. "I am sure we cannot be of any assistance to you, we do still use machines but only for a few special customers, and we don't have appointments for that service coming up." "Oh, here is of the owners, she may know of something." "Hi,I am Margaret Merrill, I'm sorry but at this time I'm afraid you are out of luck." Boy this place is full of tall beautiful women, Ms. Merrill was also tall and a very striking brunette. "But Ms. Merrill" I tried to explain "I must get a set of photos of someone, I have already spent my advance and must mail the photos by the day after tomorrow. Maybe if I would pay for the service one of your employees would agree to be the subject." Ms. Merrill replied,"I do sympathize with you young man, but all of my operators wear their hair in certain styles to promote current trends in hair fashion. |