I'm Selling Out.

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I'm dying my hair a normal color. Plain old solid auburn. I'm a sellout. You know, like a slacker guy getting a job requiring a suit. Really...the fuschia streaks don't hinder my job performance. In fact...theyre racing stripes...they make me more efficient...yeah...it could happen. No more than having boobs hinders my job performance. No more than pantyhose makes job performance better. Death to pantyhose. Evil, evil things.

No more fuschia streaks...that is, until I get a job in a place that will alow it *tents fingers diabolically*

Kathy's coming down from PA to visit fr the weekend. We're going to a medieval feast-type thing Saturday.

My fuschia streaks...*cries*

Comments

[ranger-hotsauce.livejournal.com]

"like a slacker guy getting a job requiring a suit."
Or me buying pants for job interviews? And hey, allowing funky hair colors is no guarantee of a quality work environment. I can wear a kilt to work every day, but my bosses are still bullying assholes.

[fuego.livejournal.com]

no it's not but im talking about in general. not one particular place. and yes...it's like you buying pants for job interviews