Stan a temp worker

Stan wasn’t much to look at. You’re stereotypical nerd. Unkempt hair, thick glasses in black frames, too skinny, scars from previous acne warfare, etc. But he knew computers, and he was good with numbers. This was day five of his new temp job. At this rate it would probably last another three or four days. Then it would be back to the temp agency, or sometimes the companies would extend his contract and throw him some extra work. Never enough to feel like a real employee, or get to know anyone. A shame really as there were some good-looking girls here. Not that he would have ever asked them out. Or even talked to them. But he could still fantasize. He would always have his fantasies, no one could take that away. “Oh well,” he thought, “better get back to work”. He was working his way through a particularly complicated spreadsheet, but this was what he was best at. “I just need a pencil to take some notes” he thought and started looking through the drawers in the desk.