Her penny red hair stood out almost as vivid as her bright green eyes.
She was in line for the telephone booth when a young man bumped into her.
“So sorry, miss, my feet are both pointed left.”
Chuckling, she nodded and proceeded to wait.
“Mind if I ask you why such a fine specimen is waiting in a line?”
Grimacing, she looked him straight in the eye, “I am hardly a specimen as in an experiment or lab, but a woman seeking a job, just like many other of us, and, by the way, I need to make my connection, now.”
And that’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. You can participate by going to: Girlie on the Edge