Jennifer must be a moron

I get a call from an employee of a client. She's looking to get a new apartment, but based on her payroll numbers it's highly likely they won't let her into the building. So she wanted me to falsify some official documents for her to present to help her chances.

Problem.

These real estate deals ALWAYS revolve around your credit report. They also connect to the IRS. If you lie, they will know. If I lie, I'm out of the job.

I tried to explain that all to her. You just can't mess around with these things. In addition we've never done work for her, she's not really a client so we certainly aren't about to take chances on this.

She just kept saying, "Look what the accounting field did for Enron. Just make me look good."

And that's where I think the problem comes from. She doesn't realize that everyone involved in the Enron mess is in jail now. That's what happens with creative accountants. Plus she's a hot chick. She's used to getting her way. Actually I had a feeling that she was up to something about a week ago when I stopped by the shop. This girl looks like Lucy Liu, but with a more expressive face. She starts grilling me about accounting stuff, all the while she's tugging at her low-riding pants and tight shirt, and squeezing her tits. I thought she was being a little overly flirtatious. Hell, every time I said I had to head back to the office she'd ask another question and continue wiggling around and caressing herself.

Perhaps I wasn't reading her hint, eh?

Regardless, she could've stripped nekkid and given me a blowjob and I still can't make this request of hers happen. I'm not getting busted on fraud for anyone. Fuck you, bitch.