True Story

I was thinking about something stupid I said once, this morning and went off on my own thought tangent and remembered this story, so I think I'll relate it to you here.

I just graduated from high school and I decided that I was going to dye my hair, so I bought a box of blond hair dye and decided to give it a try. Mind you that this was in the mid 90's, so it was cool back then. Try it now and you just end up looking like a douche.

Anyway, do you know what happens to black hair when you throw blond dye in it for a bit too long? Yup, it turns more orange than blond. I didn't care, I just wanted to color my hair. Anyway, I worked at a place where my job was to sell paint and do you know what teenage kids do when they're bored as hell at work? They eff around with the color matching system. So, of course I throw my head onto the "eye" of the machine set it up and mix up a gallon of paint. Orange. It was nice, but I didn't want a gallon of orange paint, so of course we just pretend it was a messed up gallon and threw it in the clearance aisle with our other experiments and genuine eff-ups.

I know, not tremendously hilarious, but this is the kind of thing that you do when you're just bored as hell at work waiting for action. I've actually got a much better story about working in the paint department at said store, but that's for another day and another time.