There's a lady at work known as "The Bombshell." She's is 5'9 and wears fuck me pumps, short skirts and has a spray on tan that never spreads evenly on the webs of her fingers and toes. She has blond extensions and gets prevelle silk hyaluronic acid filler with lidocaine pumped into her lips, yet they still wrinkle from years of smoking cigarettes. The skin around her glossy blue eyes is pulled taunt by cosmetic surgery. She works out twice a day for hours and her teeth are white as milk. She once told me I could be beautiful if I just made a few minor adjustments.