The prospect of another day at the office was always uninspiring and things were no different on that Monday morning... Ho hum! Just another predictable week coming up for me, Henry Irvine, a Public Servant with the Australian Government. At least, that's what I thought as I boarded my city-bound bus. Sometimes fate moves in mysterious ways. Certain events were about to take place that would change my life and it would never be the same. After about 15 minutes on the bus just day dreaming while stopped at a bus stop, my attention was drawn to a poster on the side of the bus shelter. Wow! This poster certainly caught my attention. The slender, long-legged model looked most appealing, as she stood in a very seductive pose in high heels and
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Puzzled by what I was seeing. This girl in the glasses and long skirt was a total contradiction to the girl on the poster. Yet, strangely the two seemed to have a real affinity. Or was it just my imagination? I could still see Lisa through the glass petition and found it hard to keep my eyes from wandering back to her and also keep my mind on my work. As the morning wore on, I found thoughts about the girl on the poster were becoming more dominating and work was growing smaller and of less consequence. By now my imagination was working overtime. The possibility of Lisa leading a double life seemed to intrigue and excite me. My mind wandering off in flights of fantasy. Thinking about what Lisa might do in her spare time, away from the office - at nights and on weekends. This thought process continued as the day progressed. I would fight my way back, to focusing on my work, only to have the demanding poster girl / Lisa relationship steal back into my thoughts. I flipped open the embossed lid of my gold fob watch and saw that the hour was approaching four-thirty. For just a moment I let my mind linger on the cryptic inscription on the inner lid "So you'll always be on time -
Puzzled by what I was seeing. This girl in the glasses and long skirt was a total contradiction to the girl on the poster. Yet, strangely the two seemed to have a real affinity. Or was it just my imagination? I could still see Lisa through the glass petition and found it hard to keep my eyes from wandering back to her and also keep my mind on my work. As the morning wore on, I found thoughts about the girl on the poster were becoming more dominating and work was growing smaller and of less consequence. By now my imagination was working overtime. The possibility of Lisa leading a double life seemed to intrigue and excite me. My mind wandering off in flights of fantasy. Thinking about what Lisa might do in her spare time, away from the office - at nights and on weekends. This thought process continued as the day progressed. I would fight my way back, to focusing on my work, only to have the demanding poster girl / Lisa relationship steal back into my thoughts. I flipped open the embossed lid of my gold fob watch and saw that the hour was approaching four-thirty. For just a moment I let my mind linger on the cryptic inscription on the inner lid "So you'll always be on time -