Dear guy on the subway platform at Penn Station last night,
Yes, I know it's hot. It doesn't matter. No, it's not okay even if you do live in Bushwick.
If you are a guy and
a. Your name is not John Belushi
or
b. You are not an actual samurai
You cannot get away with wearing a bun on the top of your head. Don't try. Sure, looking at it doesn't make me happy, but you're really only hurting yourself. And the possibility of you ever seeing a real-live naked girl. Without a window separating the two of you.
Seriously. This hurts you more than it hurts me,
Kona
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