When Zirconia Became Swarovski

This is a story about a girl named Krystal.

Once upon a time, a girl named Krystal got tired of touching and cutting and washing people's hair. She put down her scissors and strutted out the salon she's working and heading to Wyndham Street hoping to be a Kelly's Girl. She walk into the office for an interview with her bright hair and the recruitment consultant got her a job because she couldn't stand the glare from Krystal's hair.

The next Monday she started her new job temping at Telecom. Many months later, a cute asian guy from Malaysia joined the company. That's where he first heard the word "heaps", heaps of time from from Krystals who heapsly like to utter "heaps". Then many-many months later after god-knows-of-how-many-hours-of-lovemaking, she delivered her first child, a cute baby boy named Darion. She took a year off maternity leave.

And many-many months later, the cute asian guy from Malaysia return to his home-country. And many-many months later, they both work again in the same company, in the same department-temping (work on temporary contract job). But last Friday, a not-s0-new twist. She left the department to join another department as a permanent staff. A dream job for every temps in the company.

As Asia Veli said, thank you for being you and for everything. I'd say thank you for the help you offered me. Since I called you kazillions of times a day. Krystal can you help me with this one. Krystal this... Krystal that...And make you strut that Shakira's-Hip-Don't-Lie hips of yours from resting on that cushy chair a.k.a I'm helping you too!

Once again thanks and this is my tribute to you.