Tuesday, February 23, 2010

There must be a sign on my back I'm not aware of.

So, I was at the grocery store and the lady bagging my stuff asks me the whole, “Is your hair naturally curly?” thing. I tell her it is. This is generally the part where the other person goes on and on about it and I just stand there listening and not knowing what to say in response without sounding like a self-absorbed asshole.

Well clearly this was not going to be an issue. She said back to me, “Oh you must get SO sick of having that.” WHAT?! Dudes. Who in the hell says shit like this outloud? I just said to her, “Not, not really.” And she said, “Wow. I would.” AND THIS WOMAN HAD AN EFFING PERM. THIS MAKES NO SENSE TO ME.

Anyway, in related news, I’m thinking I might grow my hair out. I initially was going to do this in an effort to save money on my expensive hair-styling services. However, I still have to get it “trimmed” when I’m in there for the dye job, and I get charged the same price for a trim vs. a regular haircut. WTF is that about. I’d like to ask but the power of the scissors is mighty.

In unrelated news, I just got off the phone with my mom, who told me, “When you were two years old, I told your father you’d be a terrible flirt that gets married 5-6 times.” THANKS MOM. And for the record, that would never happen. I absolutely hate planning weddings.

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