Well, it took over a week, but some people at work finally complained about my hair. Not to me, of course, but to my boss. And it wasn't people high up. It was just a few lackey's in some other department. According to these lame-ass people, my blue hair violates company policy, as represented by the relevant sections below:
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Employees shall maintain a neat, clean and well-groomed appearance at all times.
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Hair must be clean, combed and neatly styled or trimmed. Shaggy, unkempt hair is not permissible regardless of length or style. This includes beards and mustaches. No extreme or exotic hairstyles, as determined by management, are permitted.
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Any personal grooming practices that draw unusual attention, unfavorable comments or cause discomfort/safety hazards are unacceptable.
Now, I realize that I currently work in a pretty corporate environment. We do, after all, develop software for the banking industry. But I do not have a customer facing job. And it's just blue hair. Sure, I guess it's "exotic", but gimme a break!
That said, I kind of feel sorry for the people who complained. Clearly their lives are so pathetic, and their spirits so beaten down, that they have no choice but to complain. These are the kind of people who are are so sad and depressed that they have to make sure that no one else around them is having any fun. Talk about taking life too seriously. Very sad.
But here's what really chaps my hide. When confronted, my boss informed them that I had sought previous approval, and that it was for charity. Oh, it's for charity? Ah, why, didn't you say so. Then of course, they no longer have any complaint. Two-faced losers.