01 May 2003


In the kitchen at work we keep the paper towels in a drawer beneath the microwave. I rinsed out my coffee cup this morning and opened the drawer to get a paper towel to dry both the cup and my hands.

Sitting at the bottom of the drawer was a hair. A thick, short, dark, tightly-curled hair. A hair of the short-and-curly variety.

I went to the bathroom to get my own paper towels.