Long day ahead. I have my java in my kitty mug and away I'm getting ready to go. Work at job numero uno 10am-7pm, job numero dos: 8pm-3am.
Apparently - both of my employers have some issue with my hair in some form or another. Empleador Uno: You look like a hippy - brush your hair. Does this look like a hippy? That's right - I didn't think so.
Empleador Dos: Shave your damn puss. Guys don't like that. Oh, I'm sorry that I trim my personal areas to my taste. As a matter of fact, I just happen to like a larger than normal running strip. It's neat, it's clean and I prefer to not look like a tattooed 9 year old thank you very much.
Ah, ol' fashioned sticking it to the man. Wait, what? You thought you were going to get a picture of my kitty kat? Okay, you talked me into it.
Apparently - both of my employers have some issue with my hair in some form or another. Empleador Uno: You look like a hippy - brush your hair. Does this look like a hippy? That's right - I didn't think so.
Empleador Dos: Shave your damn puss. Guys don't like that. Oh, I'm sorry that I trim my personal areas to my taste. As a matter of fact, I just happen to like a larger than normal running strip. It's neat, it's clean and I prefer to not look like a tattooed 9 year old thank you very much.
Ah, ol' fashioned sticking it to the man. Wait, what? You thought you were going to get a picture of my kitty kat? Okay, you talked me into it.
blackjacket:
unless you smell like patchouli oil, i don't know where they are getting hippy from