Margot was meticulously organized. Everything had a place and there was a place for everything. She always presented herself well. Her clothing was impeccable, everything ironed, starched, tied up. Just so. She never had a hair out of place. But Margot was never happy with what she had. She was always wanting for more. Always striving to be better, to get the promotion, to get the sought after man, to get the new TV. She never felt satisfied. And she had a way of making sure that when you hung out with her, you never felt satisfied as well. And not just in the way a good friend might push you or challenge you. Margot had a way of making sure you knew that you were less than, that you were left wanting. And she did it all with a bright friendly attitude, a smile on her face, and not a single hair out of place.