Thursday, September 23, 2004

The Tramp

We have a guy that works with us, who looks like a tramp.

He's a smashing lad, and I can't fault his work but his appearance lets him down. He sports a beard and tash, his hair is long and unruly, and his shirt is not so clean and suffers from an iron deficiency.

He was late for work this morning and someone said that the cops have probably just kicked him off his park bench. I said that he was searching through his washbasket for his cleanest shirt. I hate to think what his underwear looks like. He has a stud in his tongue, which explains why you can't understand what he's saying sometimes.

Oh, did I mention he was a student.