I had another intended calling but my duty brought me to do that...

   This morning  when I was cleaning the gim toilets I would have started to write instead. So perceptive and discerning  is usually my mind at that time of the day that I fail to understand what I am doing cleaning latrines when I could do anything exciting as well as anything else instead. However, here I am,  becoming myself obsessive about those nasty sticky hairs which I must remove from all kind of white and gloss porcelain, that is the material most of the lavatories are made of. They use to stick, these hateful hairs, mainly to my cleaning cloth so that when I manage to fish them out from the washbasin I end up sticking them to the toilet bowl rim.
   This morning I found a rough hair. it was thick and black. I wonder what part of the human body could that hair belongs, because, seemingly, it was not human. Most of the hairs you find adhered to different loos are from the pubis. That hair I found this morning I might swear it was a boar hair, because human pubis hair are curly, I think.