Well the print copy of “The Sapphire Crucible” has been delayed by 5-7
days. Amazon is taking some time to get this done. They did discover
the error in the pricing for “Quest for the Red Sapphire” and have set that back
to its original price. I went and had my hair cut today. I have had
the same lady cutting it for over 7 years. She does a great job and knows
what I like. I let it grow too long this time and am going into a very
busy time at my day job. It had to be cut today and my regular stylist was
not working. So I figured, “What’s the harm in going to someone
else?” I’m sure you can guess where this is leading. I had a very
nice lady cut my hair. Let me start with the positive things. Since
she didn’t know me she hadn’t heard all my stories and jokes. My normal
lady knows everything about me. It was fun to talk to fresh ears that had
never been bored by my stories. On the other hand, I told the lady today
what I wanted and she didn’t interpret it the way my usual lady does. The
result was traumatic. She would cut for a while and then find the colic on
the back of my head was sticking up. So she would cut some more from all
over. Then it did it again. So she cut shorter. Ordinarily I
don’t pay much attention while my hair is being cut but I began to perk up when
I saw the woman wrinkling her lips to the side as she tried to figure out what
to do with the unruly hair with which she had to contend. I became nervous
as she would snip and look, then snip and look. The longer she worked, the
more scared I became. I started to picture what it would look like if
time-lapse photography were used and you could watch my hair getting shorter and
then popping up in the back. Then it would go still shorter and pop up
again. After a while she said, “That colic of yours is really
troublesome.” That’s never what you want to hear while sitting in the
stylist’s chair. It hadn’t been troublesome for 7 years. Why was it
a problem now? She stopped when I presume she had the back straightened
out. Then she asked, “Do you want it shorter?” I haven’t had this
little hair since I was born. So I told her to stop. I usually use
gel to hold my hair in place but I don’t think that will be much of a problem
right now as there is little to hold down except my colic. If I comb my
hair the way I normally do it all stands up. I don’t blame the
stylist. She thought she was doing as I asked. I blame myself.
This must be how people feel when they cheat on their spouses. I feel
violated and like I was wrong to go to another woman for my needs. I wish
I could take it back but it is done and there is nothing I can do about
it. My stylist will forgive me, I hope. She’s a good woman and I’m
lucky to have her there normally. I just need to forgive myself and find a
way to keep this blasted hair from standing up in the back When I returned
home, I texted my wife and told her how much I missed her. You truly don’t
appreciate something until it’s gone.
days. Amazon is taking some time to get this done. They did discover
the error in the pricing for “Quest for the Red Sapphire” and have set that back
to its original price. I went and had my hair cut today. I have had
the same lady cutting it for over 7 years. She does a great job and knows
what I like. I let it grow too long this time and am going into a very
busy time at my day job. It had to be cut today and my regular stylist was
not working. So I figured, “What’s the harm in going to someone
else?” I’m sure you can guess where this is leading. I had a very
nice lady cut my hair. Let me start with the positive things. Since
she didn’t know me she hadn’t heard all my stories and jokes. My normal
lady knows everything about me. It was fun to talk to fresh ears that had
never been bored by my stories. On the other hand, I told the lady today
what I wanted and she didn’t interpret it the way my usual lady does. The
result was traumatic. She would cut for a while and then find the colic on
the back of my head was sticking up. So she would cut some more from all
over. Then it did it again. So she cut shorter. Ordinarily I
don’t pay much attention while my hair is being cut but I began to perk up when
I saw the woman wrinkling her lips to the side as she tried to figure out what
to do with the unruly hair with which she had to contend. I became nervous
as she would snip and look, then snip and look. The longer she worked, the
more scared I became. I started to picture what it would look like if
time-lapse photography were used and you could watch my hair getting shorter and
then popping up in the back. Then it would go still shorter and pop up
again. After a while she said, “That colic of yours is really
troublesome.” That’s never what you want to hear while sitting in the
stylist’s chair. It hadn’t been troublesome for 7 years. Why was it
a problem now? She stopped when I presume she had the back straightened
out. Then she asked, “Do you want it shorter?” I haven’t had this
little hair since I was born. So I told her to stop. I usually use
gel to hold my hair in place but I don’t think that will be much of a problem
right now as there is little to hold down except my colic. If I comb my
hair the way I normally do it all stands up. I don’t blame the
stylist. She thought she was doing as I asked. I blame myself.
This must be how people feel when they cheat on their spouses. I feel
violated and like I was wrong to go to another woman for my needs. I wish
I could take it back but it is done and there is nothing I can do about
it. My stylist will forgive me, I hope. She’s a good woman and I’m
lucky to have her there normally. I just need to forgive myself and find a
way to keep this blasted hair from standing up in the back When I returned
home, I texted my wife and told her how much I missed her. You truly don’t
appreciate something until it’s gone.
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