well,i can breathe a bit easier. i was envisioning bit bright blonde streaks thoughout my hair. i have to really look hard to see em,even with my buck-a-piece reading specs on.
those dorks i work with wont even notice, i ll bet.
senerio: 7:45 am . monday morning. temp 5 deg F. wind chill -25F.
brad:"well guys,how wadda ya think??"
*deer in the headlights looks from all of em*
dorks:"....WHAT??"
brad:"ya mean you cant see anything different??"
dorks:"brad,your going *&^$$%& nuts"
brad:" you guys dont love me,do you?? or you would ve noticed!! *sniff*"
*brad digs himself outta snowbank beside lunchtrailer*
brad,after spitting out snow from mouth and nose:"they DO love me"