My employer doesn't want me talking about where I work or what I do, but I'm sure it is okay for me to say that because I've been wearing a hardhat during work lately, my hair is more or less a disaster.
My typical look each day involves two pigtails at the nape of my neck with a bandana tied kerchief-style over the top. Then I can put the hardhat on and take it off without getting any hair in my eyes. Additionally, it is so not worth wearing any make-up while I'm working. I get dirty, I look like crap, nobody cares.
That said, I was coming in from work yesterday afternoon when I realized that, because it was my birthday, my driver's license was expiring. That day. A quick glance in the rear-view confirmed that not only did I look way too disgusting to have an official photo taken, but the sheriff's department probably didn't want me looking like a gang-banger with my bandana on.
The driver's license department closes at 4:00 and I blazed through the door at 3:35. One good thing about a small town is that you know everyone. Sandy, the lady working at the counter said, "Hey, happy birthday. What in the world are you wearing?" I pointed and said, "Yeah, birthday. I can't take my driver's license photo looking like this." She glanced at the clock and said, "You've got just enough time to go home and do something with it. By the way, you kind of stink." On my way out the door, I said, "Trust me, no one can tell I stink based on a driver's license picture!"
So. I made it home, put my hair in a barrette, quickly applied a coat of mascara, and made it back in time. I still look like a convict in the photo. Sigh...