Well, I was going to try and post a witty and humorous blog about my weekend at the scrapbook convention (which will now be written at a later date--so keep checking) , but right now something else is on my mind...or maybe, my head?
I got a haircut today. Not a big deal, right? Wrong. This is one of the worst hair cuts of my life. Students are coming back this week. I have to get my picture taken for my i.d. badge and for the yearbook. And right now all I want to do is hide out until my bangs grow back.
And YES, I maybe exaggerating a bit...There was that cut in the 4th grade, when in a matter of minutes, my long locks, turned into short springs of curls sprouting out of my head--making me look like a mixture between a chia pet and Annie. Not a good look--even for model-like figures such as myself. ;-)
Still, this current cut is not proving to be much more attractive. (...OK, it is a bit better.) But I should have known. I should have jumped out of the chair the instant that lady asked if my hair was in layers. WHAT??? She couldn't tell this by the 10-15 different lengths of hair that one might find on the top of my head? But I rationalized. Everyone else in the shop had cute hair. Surely she's trained. Surely she wouldn't cut my hair if she didn't know how. Surely she would ask for help if need be. ...Surely, surely, surely...I assumed too much.
Now, I don't usually cry after a haircut (except for maybe that time in K-town when we went to the Thai salon at the InterCon), but this was certainly worth a few tears. But being the strong woman that I am, I managed to keep myself together... and march straight down to the Great American Cookie Company and drown myself in a chocolate chip doozie and a medium coke. (A girl's got to maintain her composure, I thought to myself.)
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2 comments:
i know what you mean with the bad hair cuts. i have had two in my life... one at the end of my 6th grade year going into 7th. jr high, it's hard enough without getting a haircut that makes people think, "hum, is that a boy or a girl?"
my other bad hair cut was just last year. talk about horrible... i went to a movie later that evening with my best friend and cried on the way out of it because i hated my hair so much.
p.s. i know some of your friends from k-town. i was there last november. if my memory serves me correctly two of your co-workers are from my place and i met someone else in dubai when she was taking a break. small world. i've been reading your blog ever since.
Laurie Jan, sorry to hear about the bad cut...but I hopeing that the fact that you didn't mention it on the phone today means that maybe you are feeling better about it!??! First thing I thought of when I started to read this was oh, my worse than your Ktown cut? :) :(
luv ya no matter how your hair looks!! :)trac
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