M2: spreadSeventeen

Embarrassing story with the desk sketch.. I like to put my feet up on top of the computers, and it seemed that every time I did, a little bit of my hair would get stuck, and re-cling itself onto the cubicle wall. One fine day, a friend walked in and sat down in the chair diagonal to that space, and in mid-conversation, cocked his head to the side, and had the most perplexed look on his face. I kinda stared for a second or two in confusion and slowly turned and leaned down to where he was staring.. Lo and behold, a hair monster.. it looked like something out of the grudge, it was so freakin huge. In a small questioning voice, he demanded to know what that was. I bolted up and tried to roll in front of it to block it from his view.. and I responded so sheepishly, that it was my hair. A second of silence goes by as we kind stare at each other. He then tries to catch another glimpse of it through any crack I had through my chair, leg, arm.. I tried so hard to block every glance.. argh.. Finally, he gave up and left as embarrassed as I was that he had seen the hair monster. I now make it a huge point to look under there daily to keep those hair monsters from coming back. :D So embarrassing..