Thursday, March 16, 2006

I get my little kicks II

I sat down, surprised to find that there wasn't any other customer. My regular hairdresser reached for the nearest plastic cover (what's the proper name for this?) and threw it over me.

"So this will be your last time here? Second last time?"

"Second last time."

She gave me a big knowing grin. So big, I could see her white pearlies on the mirror without my glasses.

Still 29 days to go.


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