The Hair Makes the Man

I just spent 20 minutes trying to figure out how to “do my hair” for my interview tomorrow.

I’m pretty sure that in my entire life prior to this, I’ve put a total of two minutes thought into what my hair looks like. Needless to say, this has been an arduous process.

Things I’ve determined are out: the 90’s boy-band spikey front thing, the general spikey hair thing, the slicked-back Wall Street look, and the middle-part.

Honey seemed to get really excited about the faux-hawk, but I assume that’s because she kept batting at it thinking my head was prey.

Right now, I think I’m leaning toward some sort of side-part thing. Now sure, sure…it makes me look a little bit like a 12-year-old going to church, but it’s probably the safest bet thus far.

In fact, yes. I think I’m going to go ahead and declare the classic side-part to be my go-to for the interview.

You know, unless the Twins make a classy ball cap for interviews that I can acquire within the next 18 hours?!