Fred didnt know what he was going to do. Now being a 5,1 103 pound blonde receptionist, theres not much he could do in her body. Fred obviously has to do her job until work was over, witch couldnt be all that hard knowing that he was a manager. All Fred had to do was awnser calls and route calls to other people in the building. If he didnt know what to do he just smiled and giggled in that dumb airhead way Jill did, and it resolved everything. After work Fred wanted to know more about the body he was in so he went to her little blue compact car and looked around. He noticed she listened to all types of music, and liked stride gum. Wanting to know more about Jills body he looked at her drivers licence and went to address that was on it. Driving to the address Fred(in Jills body) could only hope for the best.