Since I’m on the topic of hair today…
A man just came into my office raving about my hair and how great it looked. Now, I usually wash my hair every day but recently there are times when I go two days without washing it. Since I have started doing this, I get so many more compliments on my hair. Most of my clean hair compliments come from women. The dirty hair compliments come from men. I just don’t understand.
The first time I made the connection and started paying attention to clean hair days vs dirty hair days was a few months ago when I hauled some stuff off to the dump and the guy at the dump hit on me. Seriously…at the dump. He also complimented my hair over and over again, remembered me from previous jaunts to the dump, and invited me come to back any time and visit with him, with or without garbage.
How can I not conduct an experiment? I will keep you posted.
I hope you all have an incredibly gorgeous hair day!!
Last night I was chatting with a friend from high school. He has recently delved into the world of blogging. One of his posts was about rogue hairs showing up in unwanted places on his body. I could sooooo totally relate to this!!! For the last 13 years I have been battling a rogue hair on my chin and just recently a new one appeared on the side of my nose!!!
Now these hairs are not just ordinary old hairs…they are CLEAR!!! Not white, not grey….clear. (fyi…I’m a brunette.) Being so makes them very hard to see unless you’re in the right light or really get in there and look for them. They are so good at camouflaging themselves I believe the military could learn a few tricks from them!!
Within the last few years though, my hair has started growing much faster than usual. I have been seeing the same hairdresser for 8 years and used to go in every six weeks. Now I’m in there every three weeks because if I’m not, birds and small animals start looking to roost and make nests on my head. (No joke ;))
This surge in hair growth created a new problem for me…it’s like rogue hairs on steroids!!
The day I discovered my chin hair had reached two inches in length before I found it kind of did me in!! I decided that day, from here on out, I was shaving my face!! Forget occasional plucking! That’s right. I admit it. I shave my face!!
My comment to my friend last night, “I have become a man!” His comment to me, “That’s great! If you’re a man we can now date!”
So there you have it folks…I shave my face and I’m now dating a gay man. I slept so well last night.
I have actually given up dating for a while but even so I seem to meet ‘interesting’ men.
A few weeks ago, a man who works across the street came into my office making small talk.
I could tell he was trying to flirt, yet not very good at it.
He proceeded to tell me that he was legally separated from his wife but they still lived together.
Then, he tells me about a torrid love affair he has been having with a coworker.
And for grand finale, head banger…as he’s walking out the door…he asks me if I would be interested in having sex just for the fun of it.
My response to him, “Actually, I’m worth so much more than that.”
Again I ask…why me and where are all the decent men????