Friday, October 30, 2009

the torment of intimacy

i gingerly give the new hairdresser a try because my regular lady has upped and decamped to korea. i am called honey and subjected to some touchey feeley pawing, which makes me squirm secretly. at the end of the haircut, i squirm some more. i hope helen comes back soon.

my pet peeves:
1. cab drivers who attempt conversation.
2. hairdressers who attempt congeniality.

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