I haven't paid for a haircut in months. Six weeks ago, Allison attempted to cut my bangs with her kitchen scissors; the first strand cut sent us both in a panic and we abbandonned the project. I now have a short bit of hair that sticks out.
Michael assigned me to a more down-to-earth task, i.e. maximizing a floor plate for the tower project. I have to fit the most amount of apartments in the most efficient way, with standard models. Usually, we try to have 3 identical condominiums repeat, that way it keeps the costs down.
I already have 3 different options, so I feel like I've earned the luxury of a 2-minute unofficial break. Cutting split ends one by one are always a great way to relax. I'm mezmerized at how thin those hairs can split...
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