...at the freaking DMV. The state's temp agency wanted me for 3 months; I told them no thanks. I can think of any number of things I would rather do than spend 40 hours a week at that place; many of them involve personal mutilation. Hopefully if/when they call me again, it'll be something downtown.
Jonn and I saw a bald guy wearing a skirt today. More power to him, I suppose. Hell, if he's comfortable with it, I see no reason why he should try hair restoration products.
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