I dyed my hair last night from it's normal light copper color to a dark brown. When I got to work this morning, I honestly didn't even expect the guys to really notice because, well, they are guys. And I have made drastic hair changed before that went days without being noticed. And these guys get all tore when I don't notice that they are doing a new chin hair thing. One of the guys was really hurt that I didn't notice he was shaving something differently on his goatee. So when they don't notice my hair color, it doesn't bum me out, I am just more aware that I work in an all dude facility and that dudes just don't notice silly things like girl-hair.
So this morning, I get here and am working. Pretty much all the guys here have seen me this morning either at the coffee maker or in the hall or when they popped their head in my office to say good morning and no comments for two hours... [An aside: were I working at a place where there were a few chics, I would seriously be reconsidering having dyed my hair if no one said anything about it for two hours.] Then, towards the end of the sales meeting, one of them walks in to get something from my printer and says, "did you change your hair?" I nod. He stands there for a minute looking at me before exclaiming, "you dyed it!" I nod again and smirk at the amount of time it took him to decipher what the change had been. And then, as he is walking back out to the meeting, he announces, "Ok everyone, Kate dyed her hair. Make sure you tell her you noticed and that it looks nice!"

Labels: At work, Being a Chic