"Is this the same one?" I pondered for a while looking at the grayish hair and the frail figure sitting in the chair facing away from me. Before my memory cells could wade through the millions of memory lanes encoded with all my past came out with a plausible answer to this question, there came a question shot right at me. "How may I help you?" the woman turned around to face me and it was her. Before you get too excited expecting any romance, let me tell you that I'm talking about the old lady who screwed up my hair last time. I still distinctly remember the woman ("distinctly" only form the front though) because of who I wish I had completely shaved my head and pretended I had lobotomy.
Two months ago: "#3 on the side and scissor on the top please" I told the woman at the salon. I also happened to ask her till what time they are usually open as the 'Hours of operation' sign on the front door never seemed to have coincided with the actual operational hours. "It depends. We have things to do at home too you know!" She responded. That's how it started and was downhill all the way from there, both her mood and the hair on my head. Never knew what happened but couldn't even remember what I actually wanted, what she did and how my hair looked at the end. I just got out of the chair, paid and walked out. All I know is that I decided never to get another one from her.
Never realized my decision would be overturned so soon and so easily. When I figured it was the same woman again, I could have pretended I had Alzheimer's and forgot why I was there. Instead, I yielded to those painful looks, went to the chair and sat. Guess I was just being nice to the old lady. But at least this time I was determined to get my hair cut right. So, did I? Well... "almost" and I'm never going back to her for sure.Labels: #3, Alzheimer's, bad, cut, downhill, hair, haircut, lemon tree, lobotomy, mood, old lady, salon, scissors, shave, woman |
Read this story, you will feel how lucky you were
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