I got exactly this far on growing a beard before bureaucracy got the best of me.When I got better (as opposed to being sick) last week, I had some good face scrag going on and felt it was time to go for a beard. I claimed I wasn't going to shave until it snowed 6" on our deck at the house.
Unfortunately, the "higher ups" at Sugarbowl (where I work to pay bills, rent, get money for food...ect) reminded me of the dress code and something about being clean shaven. So, i shaved. I left a little bit.... just until we get the snow.
After I shaved, I realized that my hair (on my head) was a bit long. There must be something in the dress code about long hair!
So I cut it. Can't wait to get back to work tomorrow to see what they think of my new respect and compliance of the dress code.
3 comments:
You some kinda trouble maker?
well...are ya?
Noiiiiice.
mirrored aviators.
that's all you need now.
You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who the h*ll else are you talking... you talking to me? Well I'm the only one here. Who the f#&k do you think you're talking to? Oh yeah? OK.
-Travis Bickle
(Taxi Driver)
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