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:: Saturday, November 03, 2007 ::

:: Server Stories: Halloween ::
My restaurant allows its staff to dress up for Halloween. I wasn't planning on dressing up until I got a call that morning from Chuck, and he really didn't want to be the only straight guy in costume. I relented and lacking time and creativity, slapped together at the last minute a male Hawaiian Hula Dancer that I had left over from a previous Halloween.

My hair has gotten long enough that the managers make me keep it up in a knot, whereas a ponytail was previously sufficient but for that night, they let me keep it down. I wouldn't be writing about it except for this: three random women that night asked me it that was my real hair - ??? - followed by something along the lines of "oh my gawd, it's so beautiful, I'm so jealous," etc.

Random women have been telling me how much they like my hair every now and then so I guess I should be used to it by now (that and some drunk guys from Pittsburg thought I was Steelers safety Troy Polamalu, though they didn't ask me for an autograph or anything, which would have been kinda weirdly cool), except I've never had anyone ask if it was a wig. Then again, considering the costumes I saw some guys wearing that night, I wasn't surprised. Kinda funny now that I think about it.
Labels: football, hair, halloween, NaBloPoMo, server stories, waiting

:: Miscellaneous Ramblings by Dan-E at 2:24 AM [+] :: | 0 comments
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