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A Woman Walked In

September 12, 2014

I was sitting at the unemployment office, waiting for an orientation session to begin so I can continue to receive benefits. A woman walked in the door and looked around curiously. Someone asked her to sign in, in that condescending, presumptuous way bureaucrats have of herding people so they’re not too much trouble.

“Oh, no,” she said, “I just have a quick question.”

She wore a long, print black and white dress. She was thin and the dress fit her well and suited her body. She wore large, strappy, yet clunky black shoes and a small, tight, short-sleeved jacket over the dress. Her short, platinum hair was flat and tight against her head, held down by a wide, black headband with tails trailing down her back. She looked like she was in her late 30s, early 40s.

The overall effect was a look that expressed an intentional individuality. It was an attempt at elegant style that wasn’t quite tacky but didn’t quite hit the mark either.

“Does anyone know where the workman’s comp building is?” she asked to the general population.

“No,” someone answered.

She looked around and gestured openly with her hands, extending the inquiry.


Someone offered to make a call for her to find out where the building is.

“No, I have to testify in court in a few minutes,” she said.

She walked out the door, the tails of her headband bouncing as she rushed to her car and off to some courthouse to bear witness to some unknown event.


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