"Go on, dear. I do not have all day." Her deep droning voice shook me to my core.

Working at a spa is not something that I often think about much. I have professionally bathed every body type under the sun. Big, tall, small, round, and skinny. No matter who or what they are, I grinned and bear it. This, on the other hand, is far beyond anything I will ever deal with. My current client is a woman. Woman that stands at sixty feet tall. My car considered a toy at her size. I had to escort her to a nearby lake in order for me to perform this task, since there were no spots at the spa that could house her. All i had were crates of soap, and a hard bristle broom. No other workers were willing to take her as a client, they are all afraid of her. Plus, my boss was so generous to tell me how important I am to him and how much of a good worker I am only to drop this bomb over my head. A blonde bomb. So now I am stuck cleaning the statue of liberty while everyone else get to do practically nothing.

"If I may, how did you become so big?"

"That is classified info, tiny. Now wash."

Even idle conversation is an uphill battle with this freak of nature. Regardless, i will do what i must. Once this is all over, i better get a raise and paid time off.

"Though, i must say, i do appreciate you having some decency and take me as your client. Your coworkers are so halfhearted." She sighed.

"Tell me about it."

I suppose things may not be too bad then. It will still be a long and grueling day, but at least I got a compliment out of her. At the expense of my coworkers no less, but a compliment all the same.