To Bean Or Not To Bean

Today is a bad hair day.

Apparently I have done something to displease the hair gods because I got out of bed late with a really bad case of bedhed. There was only time for one person to shower and both Holly and I know it wasn't gonna be me. My hair was beyond help today so I did the only thing I could do. I pulled out my favorite beanie.

This definitely one of those times when being an engineer is cool. I can wear pretty much whatever I want. It's also the middle of the freakin winter here in Salt Lake City so nobody thinks you're weird for wearing a beanie in the office. Well, nobody in my office, but we're a little strange. We're engineers. Come to think of it, I could have just come to work with bad hair and nobody would have batted an eye.

I realize other people see things differently than we engineers, including people in Holly's office. I usually run up to the sixth floor a few times a day because Holly is nice to me and she feeds me. But today it was for stamps to mail a letter. Damn the Postal Service. I mean, what is up with a $0.02 postage rate increase? Why do I have to run all over my office building looking for TWO CENTS of postage? I thought about just sticking TWO 37 cent stamps on the letter but I know that those weenies at the U.S. Postal Service would want just that, and I am not going to participate in their diabolical plan to take over the world, two cents at a time. That, and I am one cheap bastard.

Anyways, I'm up at Holly's office, mooching stamps from her, and Dean, who works in her office, happens by and says "nice beanie. I like those colors."

Thanks, Dean!

I'm glad I decided on the beanie. I think that would have been better than "Dude, here's a dollar. Go buy a comb."