So I went to get my hair done today.  As usual, while waiting for the chemicals to do their cookery on my head (and very likely leach the life from whatever few brain cells I still retain), I sat down to read.  This time I brought my Kindle, yay I remembered my Kindle before walking out the door!  Most of the time I forget to bring it. Thus I end up looking in fascinated horror at the magazines available which consist of things like "People", "Us", "Okay", "Vogue","O", and on and on.  I marvel at the fact that people will actually spend money on them and I marvel even more at the fact that people read them.  Scary.  I look at the pictures and that's enough to freak me out until my next visit.

But I digress.

I was sitting at a table, looking like a radio antenna or some other type of weird receiver with all the aluminum foil on my head, and trying to read.  Unfortunately there was a stylist with her chair close to the table.  She and her client were talking away like mad (perfectly normal).   The problem is trying to concentrate on reading when 2 people right next to you are talking.  Not possible for me.

Then I started thinking of how often the conversations are about dire medical problems. The discussions are detailed and surprisingly graphic as one woman tries to outdo the other.  I have come to the conclusion this is a type of therapy for people. Rather on the cheap side if you think of the cost of seeing a therapist. A bit freaky when you think of how much information people are spewing to the world at large.  The only thing worse is when the lone male "stylist" talks politics with his men customers.  I loathe listening to half baked political theory. I loathe it even more when I can't escape.  I want to walk up to him and ask if I can switch him to the sports station. 

However, I do have a suggestion for the upcoming holiday season.  If you are at a loss as to what to write in your Christmas letter, just head over to your nearest salon.  Do some sort of hair treatment that will tie you down there for about 3 hours.  Take notes.  Instant Christmas letter guaranteed to be remembered by all your family and friends for years to come.

Just sayin...

Posted by: Teresa in Ummmmm at 05:13 PM | Comments (6) | Add Comment
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1 I envy your ability to notice & remember such events. We all have them, but most of us dismiss them a.s.a.p. You capture the essence & annoyance factor so well.

Christmas letter ... heh.

Posted by: Rev. Paul at April 08, 2011 06:31 PM (y+0ce)

2 I know exactly what you mean... of course.  And since I'm due for another cut/highlights session soon, I too will once again be privy to the intimate details of strangers lives.  It's odd but at the same time comforting... there's a sense of family in shared pain, whether it originates from emotions or gallbladders.  I look around the salon and feel that we're all sisters... somehow.

The magazines?  Haven't bought more than 10 since my Cosmo subscription in the 80's.  I wanted ALL the secrets to womanhood! What's sad is that I thought they might have them. 

Posted by: pam at April 09, 2011 09:20 AM (i3Kno)

3 Pam - I'm tellin ya... take notes. At the very least there is a blog post.

Posted by: Teresa at April 09, 2011 10:47 AM (xE2iU)

4 I absolutely cannot imagine staying in a barber shop for three hours...unless I was drinking shots of whiskey. 

Posted by: Yabu at April 10, 2011 08:48 AM (RDdNW)

5 Yabu - I happen to think barber shops are vastly more entertaining than salons. I sat in my share when my son was young since he needed a haircut about every 3 weeks. Far better conversation. LOL.

Posted by: Teresa at April 10, 2011 10:20 PM (xE2iU)

6 I need to start getting my hair done. Blog fodder from other than the CardHole and Monkey would be nicely diverse.  Plus my hair looks like ass right now.
Re: the magazines... I put up in the display racks yesterday SIX big boxes of the suckers. Most of them "How to Be Gorgeous/ Bake the Perfect Pie/ Make a Quilt Out Of Old Hobo Bits/" and "See This Car? If You Had It, Girls Would Believe Your Penis Is Huge"  type magazines.

Posted by: LeeAnn at April 11, 2011 07:26 AM (dioqO)

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