The White Guy at PCC was cracking wise about the "cultural appropriation" of fake Seattle punks and hipsters, but it flew right over your PC heads. He was probably also annoyed because he remembered a time when there were certain basic dress standards for people working in customer service.

Nowadays, we're forced to endure the purple hair, piercings, and bad tats just to get out the door. PCC gives their front walk to the aggressive hobos, so maybe they hired one of them right off the cardboard by the front door.