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Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones
While I generally have some kind of anxiety about using the phone, I can usually just suck it up and git 'er done. However, I put off setting up an appointment for a haircut for a couple of weeks. I don't know why it was so hard, but I kept thinking, "Naaah, I'll do it later." Maybe I suspected, deep down, that if I waited long enough, the salon would call me. I called last Friday, hoping that I could get an appointment for Monday evening. No dice. The next time she was free after 5 was Wednesday. Alas! My hair would remain longish and stringy for an even longer time.
On Wednesday, the day of my appointment, I carefully chose clothes I wasn't too concerned about covering in hair. It is generally a good rule not to wear anything that needs to be dry cleaned, because when the little itchy pieces of hair fall down your neck and get stuck to your sweater, it's sometimes best to just take it off and wash it. So there I was, all prepared and planning my evening around this hair cut. Not that my evening was very exciting, but... you know, I had to, like, make some dinner and watch American Idol. Maybe do some grocery shopping for a little social interaction with other human beings.
Then I got a call from the stylist saying that she was sorry but she needed to reschedule my appointment. Could I come in earlier that day? No, I had to work. Well, the first time she'd be able to reschedule was for Thursday. Alas, my outfit was chosen for naught. I grumbled a bit and went back to work. Then later in the afternoon, I got a call from someone else at the salon, saying that whatever it was that had come up had been moved to Thursday. Crap, thort I, I can't put this off much longer! My hair is painfully bad! She asked if it would be possible to move my haircut back to Wednesday at 5:15. As in the day that she was calling, as in the original time of my intended haircut.
Um, yes. That was the plan all along. I did not go out and make big plans for 5:15 on a Wednesday once I discovered I was free from the yoke of haircutting appointments. So I accepted, then at 5:15 (exactly!) I got to the salon, got my hair cut, was apologized to several times, may have gotten a discount on my bill (I can't remember what it cost the other time I went there but I thought it was more) and received a selection of haircare/beauty products as a lovely parting gift.
All for HAVING AN APPOINTMENT AT THE ORIGINAL APPOINTMENT TIME.
srah - Friday, 3 February 2006 - 8:04 AM
Tags: haircut
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Comments (7)
Amanda - February 3, 2006 - 8:51 PM - ℓ
Ack! You used the phrase "git 'er done"!!!! Living in the land of the redneck, and having a boyfriend that thinks it would be fun to become as red as it gets, I hear that all the time. I've been trying to resist and only use it mockingly, but it is slowly creeping into my brain, and I can't stop myself!!!
katie - February 4, 2006 - 11:18 AM - ℓ
That's the kind of punchline *I* would write. Hypothetical conceptual plagarist!
I have phone anxiety too. I've been trying to get in touch with a company from which I bought something through Amazon. My product was supposed to arrive 2 months ago, and they did charge my credit card $40 for it, but nothing has arrived. Alas, the phone scares me.
chrispy - February 4, 2006 - 12:14 PM - ℓ
Damn you for making me follow the story of your haircut appointment to the very end. Damn you internet and damn you srah!
Nice haircut.
Not your mom - February 4, 2006 - 2:04 PM - ℓ
Very nice hair cut. Very professional looking.
I like to plan what I wear to get my hair cut too. Something that can immediately be taken off and put in the wash when I get home.
You're weird. I've never planned so much for a hair cut. You actually pick out your outfit? You're crazy.