Guess who’s not getting a job here?
Sure, there is a time for rebellion. You’re young. Grow your hair long, shave it off. I don’t care. Puncture that beautiful mug, get a tatto across your forehead that says “Whore”. It’s your life, screw it up.
But don’t think for a second I have to employ you when you have, as a dear friend of mine describes it, “Sh*t in your face.”
And woe unto the business that doth employ the pinhead. It would be tough to find a better way to say, “We can’t find anyone else to work here… sorry, this is the best we can do.”