So tonight, after a busy, action packed weekend, Jupiter and I settled in bed to read. At the same time, she was going to style my hair. We found the brush and the parfait cup that holds the hair ties.
So I'm reading. She's brushing, and braiding, and putting hair ties in.
And then I smell the Sharpie.
My hair now has purple and blue ends.
She informed me that you can't even see it.
Which isn't entirely true. You CAN see it. I'm not sure how visible it is if you're not looking for it. But it's definitely there.
Jupiter's logic: "Well, it's not like I colored it GRAY."
Thanks for that.
So of course on Tuesday, I have to go to a one on one meeting with our Senior Manager from NJ. This would be the same meeting that last week I went too two weeks early. Which was about six weeks after I called him by the wrong name. Immediatly preceeding a three day kaizen event. So this time, I can go to the meeting (on the right day) with multicolored hair. Good think I work for a bank. We're all for personal freedom of expression and all.
Jupiter is definitely all for personal freedom of expression.
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