I loved hearing her laugh. “No, it won’t because we already quit, right?”“Absolutely! Did I hear them call the nun a troll?”“Yes, that�...s what we call her. She’s short, maybe five feet two inches at most and she must weigh 250 pounds. Her breasts hang down to her navel and her nose is all misshapen and she has a beard. We know because one day in a weak moment she told us how hard it was for her to have to shave once a week. That was also the day that she condemned all men, telling us how. . with his arm.' Rachael commented.'It's his right arm ... well, hand ... but that's the left sleeve ... his left arm is through the neck hole ... poor baby.' Wendy thought.'Men!' Kim exclaimed. 'Can't even dress themselves.''Wow, he's really stuck ... wanna pants him?' asked Rache, maliciously.'We should get his hand and head out of that sleeve, ' Wendy suggested. 'He's turning blue. I don't think he can breathe.'I finally got my hand free of the sleeve and fumbled around with the pants. Robert came in and dropped off the Secret Santagifts, and then immediately excused himself for a "critical sales call,"The women scoffed, but didn't say anything to his face. I was put to workwrapping the gifts. When that was finished, I hauled in the boxes ofdecorations from storage, brought in the banquet tables and chairs(Marisol told the hotel's staff that I could handle it). I then startedhanging the streamers, while Marisol derided my inability to tack them upin an artistically pleasing. But despite the fun, Syd eventually wore down and had to stop. Juanita said ‘That was good, Syd. We will stop now for the day. You have been a very enthusiastic patient and we always reward good performance. Do you want a treat before we end for the day?’ Syd nodded like an eager schoolboy at the ice cream counter. With that, she grabbed the hem of the tee-shirt and pulled it over her head. The shirt collar pulled up across her face and her hair swayed and settled as she pealed the tee-shirt.