Tonight after workout and a pack of fig newtons I fell asleep in the bathtub to the sound of dripping water. Guess I was real tired--it was a 3 dog night weekend since I took off work Friday--dissipation Thursday, Friday, and Saturday nights leading to quiet Sunday during which I tried to integrate stuff (preparing for Math GRE), made phone calls, etc. Sunday tho was foreshortened cause of Saturday night when Nick, Meghan and I broke on through to the other side and saw the sun rise.
So today I was going to get a haircut at Great Clips but the woman who took my name down couldn't speak or hear proper English. I think she was semi-retarded, because I enunciated very clearly for her my phone number and she still messed it up, and was almost unintelligible herself through all the slurring. I waited around for a bit until it became apparent I was going to get her as a stylist and then I fled without a word. Mean? Yes, mean, but I didn't feel like donating the next three months' haircut to charity, which was inevitable if she understood my haircutting directions as poorly as the other things I said.
Posted by Alan at August 4, 2003 09:43 PM