All I Wanted Was a Trim

Today I went to get my hair cut and I got a lot more than I bargained for!

My appointment was for 2:15 but I got there early because I wanted to try to get in a few more chapters of my new book, Teacher Man by Frank McCourt. It's a great story about all of his years teaching in the public schools of New York City. He is so smart and he uses a lot of great words, many of which I had to look up in the dictionary. I love reading a great book that causes me to have to learn new words, it's like getting an education as well as being entertained.

At 2:30 I was called upstairs to have my hair washed. I had the best hair washing experience of my life! It was done by a young man who just started working in the salon and he had incredibly strong hands. He massaged my head without scrubbing with his fingers. On a scale of 1 to 10, it was an 11!

I was given a terrific haircut but a horrific blow dry! I don't know what it is about the salon that I go to but no one will ever blow dry my hair the way that I like it styled. They always put a ton of "product" in my hair and slick it down so that I resemble Alfalfa's long lost cousin.

I smile and say that I am happy, because I know that when I get home and fix it the way I like it, I will be happy.

I got up out of the chair, put on my coat and headed for the stairs to go down to pay my bill. There are two flights of stairs with a landing halfway down, they resemble the stairs that you would find in a hotel or office building. On the landing is a display of Bed Head products that are 30% off and so I glance over to see if there is anything that I could use.

At this point, I thought that my next step would be onto a stair. It wasn't. I lost my footing and slid down 9 stairs on my stomach and landed at the feet of a man sitting in a chair reading a newspaper. All of the contents of my pocketbook were strewn about the stairs and my left foot felt naked. I was quite dazed and rather embarrassed. The receptionist came flying out from behind the counter and said, Oh my God! Are you alright? Can I get you some water?

I realized that I lost my shoe in the fall and I asked her to retrieve my shoe and then I told her that I would forgo the H2O. Also, can you get my lipstick? It rolled under that chair over yonder.

The guy who washed my hair also witnessed my rapid descent and came running to my aide. He queried as to my well being and I told him that I was fine. He helped my pick up the rest of my things and put them back into my bag.

The owner also came running in the commotion and said, Oh my God! What did you do? Did you slip on some hair?

I told him that I fell because I was looking at his Bed Head display! He asked if I was alright and I told him that I was fine.

And I was fine, except for my left pinky finger and my left shin and both knees and my left thigh. When I got into the car, I surveyed the damage. I have an egg sized knot on my left shin along with a bloody gash. I have the beginnings of a fabulous bruise on my left thigh, my knees are both bruised and my left pinky is purple and swollen.

Kevin wants to know why I didn't get a free haircut. My sister laughed hysterically when I told her that I fell down the stairs. It was really funny and it would be even funnier if my shin wasn't throbbing!

Look to the finish! (and be careful on the stairs)