Thursday, February 01, 2007
*Repeat to myself*
Never, ever let a hairdresser put "product" in your hair and then let her "scrunch" your thinned out curly hair up. No! don’t let her do that ever. ever. again.
I looked like a retard.
Which may explain why that little kid was waving at me off and on for ten minutes.
Seriously, never return a kids wave with child like abandon. They'll want you to repeat it back every 30 seconds or so...*wave,wave,wave,wave,wave*. After the third go-round I realised the kid was not quite a hundred percent. I gave him one more round then I quit waving.
Now that I think about it, the hairdresser must not have liked me too much. Why else would she leave a centimetre wide strip of dye residual, along my hairline from ear to ear. Maybe if I wasn’t so horrified by my stiffly waxed curls I might have looked in the mirror longer than the two seconds I did and spotted the dye track before
I left the salon to traipse into downtown Blahyah.
Posted by apositivepessimist ::
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