Public Service Announcement
This has become necessary, as it's happened on three separate occasions in the last two days.
If you know me at all, you probably think of me as a pretty nice guy. Maybe abit shy, but always friendly, always laid back and easygoing...It really takes effort to rile me up, I have a long fuse.
Except for one thing, which flips the crazy switch.
If you've ever mentioned my 'bald spot' or 'hair loss', under any conceivable context, you may have noticed that my interaction with you cooled to iciness. I'm not talkin' awkward popsicles, I'm talking fuckin' white christmas on yo' ass.
That's crossing the line. Alot of friends of mine have certain features which they like in person - clear complextion, good nose, strong shoulders -for me its hair. I love good hair, scruffy hair, whatev, it is the first feature I notice in a person apart from their eyes.
I know i know the good lord (or cthulu) deigned to bless/curse me with an overabundance of testosterone, along with a peaked hairline and a genetic foreshadow of male pattern *shudder* baldness; hell, I'm even aware that my hairs is white in some places. And I thank god (and cthulu) every day that I found a girl who will still love me if and when I lose my hair.
But please, leave me in my blissful ignorance. Do not call my attention to the fact that I'm likely losing my sweet, beautiful curlies as I follow it's subsequent path of fat suburbanite squallor *shudder again*.
That's like me telling joking about your skin decaying like a raisin in the sun when you get old.
If you know me at all, you probably think of me as a pretty nice guy. Maybe abit shy, but always friendly, always laid back and easygoing...It really takes effort to rile me up, I have a long fuse.
Except for one thing, which flips the crazy switch.
If you've ever mentioned my 'bald spot' or 'hair loss', under any conceivable context, you may have noticed that my interaction with you cooled to iciness. I'm not talkin' awkward popsicles, I'm talking fuckin' white christmas on yo' ass.
That's crossing the line. Alot of friends of mine have certain features which they like in person - clear complextion, good nose, strong shoulders -for me its hair. I love good hair, scruffy hair, whatev, it is the first feature I notice in a person apart from their eyes.
I know i know the good lord (or cthulu) deigned to bless/curse me with an overabundance of testosterone, along with a peaked hairline and a genetic foreshadow of male pattern *shudder* baldness; hell, I'm even aware that my hairs is white in some places. And I thank god (and cthulu) every day that I found a girl who will still love me if and when I lose my hair.
But please, leave me in my blissful ignorance. Do not call my attention to the fact that I'm likely losing my sweet, beautiful curlies as I follow it's subsequent path of fat suburbanite squallor *shudder again*.
That's like me telling joking about your skin decaying like a raisin in the sun when you get old.