Letters that I will never send

It's an eye sore don't you know?!

Disgrunted and distant co-worker,

Please go get a hair cut. No I do not mean just your bangs but the rest of your hair that has grown from your existing folicles. And while you're at it, get it chemically straightened. Maybe then you can stop complaining about how nasty the boys are out there.

For Chanel's sake, you're almost 30.



Summer student who just got a hair cut.

posted by Gloria @ 1:44 PM