Sunday, February 27, 2005
So much for Sunday
Is it just me, or does nobody else want to have conversations with beauty parlor technicians / hairdressers and anyone else doing a job that requires a great deal of concentration and focus to do well?
I had dreams of a lazy Sunday spent doing absolutely nothing, but apparently a trip to the beauty parlor was in the cards and someone else was dealing. Once there, I contemplate whether it would be rude to pop in the earphones and listen to loud music to discourage all forms of conversation with the lady wielding the wax. Another example of when I should throw politeness out the window and go with my first instincts. In the middle of the painful process, the woman asks me about my recently deceased aunt and wants to know how come I was not the one to tell her instead of my mum about the passing away of said aunt.
Isn't it fun when the next thing you know, you're surrounded by about twenty strangers just hearing the news and converging upon you in a vulture-like fashion to ask pointless questions like how, when, why and where? Next time, the earphones stay on.
Misha
at Sunday, February 27, 2005
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