I left my shampoo in Kuwait. I know what you’re thinking – who hasn’t left their shampoo in Kuwait at one point or another? Anyway, I tried to buy a bottle at the PX yesterday but they were sold out of everything but a product for “women of color”. Me: a man of very little color.
So this morning I washed my hair with hand soap. My hair subsequently dried into weird shapes. It’s got a cubist vibe about it. Also, my clothes look like they were rolled into a ball and stuffed into a hot backpack for a week – which, of course, they were. And today, for the first time in my professional career, I conducted an office interview dressed in running shoes. I’m really letting myself go.
