I have been going to the same hair salon for many years. I LOVE my hair salon. I love my stylist, the atmosphere, the service and the fact that kids aren’t allowed unless they have an appointment. It has been my little oasis.
However, it’s not ideal. Sometimes it’s hard to get in, it’s a 20 minute drive from my house and it’s not cheap. And, that whole not allowing kids thing? It means that getting an appointment is even more difficult because I have to coordinate it with my husband’s schedule.
So last week, I walked into the little salon at the end of my street to check it out. Not only does this place allow you to bring your kids, but they’ll turn on a TV show for them. It’s also $30 cheaper than my regular place. Did I mention it’s at the end of my street? Exactly a two minute walk from my front door?
Convenience + Lower Price = “Who Wants to Give Momo Some Highlights?”
Because I was a new customer, the guy took care to make sure the color was right. He used three different shades, then gave me a haircut and waxed my unibrow. I was there for three hours.
When you’re sitting in a stylist’s chair for the better part of an afternoon, you do a lot of talking. When I got home, I realized that the poor guy probably thinks my name isn’t Momo, but rather Liar McLiarson. Why? Because these are a few of the things I told him:
1. That I had just got over swine flu and pneumonia, and that my doctor thought I had a pulmonary embolism.
2. That my son almost died from a strep pneumo infection.
3. That my son almost died after one of his surgeries.
4. That my mom was born in Honolulu and used to go to school barefoot and shimmy up trees to get away from wild boars.
5. That my mom was playing marbles outside a church when Pearl Harbor was bombed and saw fighter planes flying overhead. Then one of them crashed down the street.
6. That my daughter weighed 2 1/2 pounds when she was born.
7. That I used to have a high-pressure career and now I work as a lunch lady because my son sometimes chokes when he eats and I might need to perform the Heimlich.
8. That my husband and I went to Florida for a vacation, where we were greeted with temperatures in the 40′s. Then it took us four hours to drive 90 miles and we were rear-ended by a semi.
9. That I’m scared of cats because my neighbor’s cat used to stand on its hind legs and swat at me while hissing. Then it would attack me.
10. That I grew seven inches in nine months and ended up with stretch marks on my thighs when I was 12 years old.
Hopefully he thinks the chemicals soaked through my scalp and just made me seem crazy.