I work in the front office for a Senator, and after training one of our interns on the phones for a few days, we felt like she could sit at a desk while our tour coordinator went into the back to work on some things. I was answering call after call, and kind of wondering what she was doing and why she was not picking up any of the lines. I looked over at her desk, and she had scissors out clipping her arm hair!!! I must have had an awful look on my face, because she noticed and said, "I mean, they were getting a little long..."
Please, do that at home, in your own bathroom, not in a Senator's front office at someone else's desk!
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