We just hired a new IT guy here, who has perfect Lisa Simpson hair. The first time I saw him, I thought it was just a bad-hair day—we’ve all rolled out of bed with our hair in points.
But I took a better look at him today, and his hair is torturously gelled into perfectly spaced one-and-a-half-inch points all over his head. As indicated in the title, he sits in the cubicle wight next to Pwincess Pwecious.
I’ve been at this job five years this month. Maybe none of this is happening, and my mind is just snapping.
I feel I’m lacking an important piece of this puzzle.
And this IT guy: is he blond? Are these triangle-like spikes we’re talking about? Is he a punk/skater kind of guy? Does he wear a little pearl necklace?
Pwincess Pwecious is one of my more annoying coworkers: she tawks in a cutesy-ootsey widdle girl voice till you want to rip her head off and play basketball with it.
No, “Lisa” is dressed like an ordinary 20-something slacker guy . . . But I suspect the strapless dress and pearls are waiting for him at home.
Well, at “Lisa” has a nice dysfunctional family to be around just like in the television show.
Do you think that people will ever shudder when they look back upon these intentionally greasy, mussed up or spiked coifs the way everybody currently does when thinking about 1970s disco?
He’s not bad-looking, actually. Tall, 20-something, not objectionable in any way. It’s just that startling Lisa Simpson hair . . . I didn’t do a wedding-ring check; if he’s straight, I wonder if anything will develop between Lisa and any of the 20-something stick-insect gals at the office?
Speaking as a former spiked-hair person, I just have to say that you should commend him on the amount of work that goes into putting his hair up every day. Some days it took forever to get my hair to stay where I wanted it to be.
Well, Eve, look at the bright side. If your hole punch ever breaks, you have a decent looking replacement.
