Slow hair day

I had a lovely phone call with Mum and Dad, this morning although it was a bit later than usual due to a much needed visit to Gordon at Flamingos.

Gordon is my hairdresser. He has the knack for getting my hair colour just right (or not quite dark enough, according to Mirinda). He is also a very quick cutter and doesn’t chat as much as some, something that appeals to me.

He’s presently at that age where he wants to buy a Harley Davidson. He’s also at the age when his son is going to host Christmas so he and his wife are having a break for the first time in years. Mind you, he did say that his wife would probably still get involved given his son, while being a good tennis player, isn’t known for his hosting skills.

I wished him luck as I emerged, new hair’ed and looking ten years younger.

It’s one of the rare times I don’t wear a hat. I think it must be quite upsetting for a hairdresser if a client immediately covers up his or her creation as soon as it’s completed. Not wearing a hat makes me feel quite naked and conspicuous. This, of course, is just plain stupid. Being invisible means no-one is going to see me anyway. Still, the feeling persists.

I’m also rather disappointed when the staff in Starbucks don’t notice the change. This may be because there’s not a lot of change. I assume if I had it dyed purple with green streaks, they’d say something. Or maybe not.

When they ask me how I am and what I’ve been up to, I imagine saying “Oh, I’ve just been to the hairdressers. Not that I expect you to notice because it doesn’t look any different to yesterday. Still…you did ask.” To which they would reply, “And how’s the Christmas preparations going, then?”

It’s odd but my interaction with the staff at Starbucks is similar to my exchanges with Gordon. Except for the length of conversation. Gordon has me in his chair for over an hour while it generally takes less than five minutes at Starbucks.

So, shorn and coloured, I eventually rang Mum and Dad. The rest of the day was spent trying to find a problem I’ve been having with my PC. I’m narrowing the problem down, having spent the best part of today checking the four external drives for errors. Dull, dull, dull…but necessary.