Office of fuglies

Some people really make me wonder some times.  Okay so cue the new hair colour which is basically blonde bleached clean colour. As you can see if you look at me (obviously you can't but it's a blog and I've mentioned it before that I'm growing my eyebrows) this one lady goes to me oh you know what you have to do now is your eyebrows (which kind of got me ticked off for several reasons). So I said No.  I said to her, (kinda of like a dumb ass) I'm growing my eyebrows (like can't you tell lady why do you think there is all this extra hair there?) and then I said and there is no point in colouring them every two weeks. Oh she replied is that what happens and I'm like eerr derrr.......(I'm totally doing hand actions while I replay this situation and re-read what I'm typing). Then she goes well it just looks really black.  AND this is what really P**ses me off about working here. We have all these uglies that think they are qualified to give me an opinion on how I should look. Wait just one moment. Should I tell you what I really think about you? Perhaps no because you will probably be crying after.  Now this lady is like between 40-60 (I don't know how old she is) but she is fat and sometimes looks me up and down like I am fat. I personally think this lady is somewhat jealous of me and I know that may seem lame to say it but I think it's true. At least one of the nicer ladies at work was like yay it's clean now so you can put whatever colour on top and I was like yes but it is me like 2 (maybe 3) years ago! So I'm waiting for more comments however I doubt this office of frumpty frumps where some people don't even wash their hair are qualified to advise me (I is hot yeah especially compared to the others). So I'll let you know how the day turns out. On the up side, I'm down to my beautician at lunch time to get my legs waxed. Whoopa!