Ah, Saturday. I needed to do some stuff at school, but it could wait. I decided to sleep in. At some point Lloyd nudged me and said, “We need to leave in half an hour.”
“What?” I replied.
“For the auction,” he said.
Hmmph. I didn’t know there was an auction. Oh, well – it actually was a nice surprise. It gets me into Lincoln and assures that I’m going to have to waste some time in some stores. I bought a pair of pants and then got a haircut.
I stopped in a tiny little salon where there were four chairs and one nice lady named Rose. As I sat down I said, “In the interest of full disclosure, I should tell you that there was a lice outbreak at my school this week.” She didn’t bat an eye. “Would you like me to check your hair for you?” “Yes, please.”
Rose was great. We talked about lice and mayonnaise and how I didn’t have any cash or checks on me (it was a very tiny salon), but she would trust me to go get a check from Lloyd later. Rose is very sweet and trusting, but it turned out that I had secret car money I could use to pay her. Rose got a nice ‘thank you for checking my head for bugs and eggs’ tip.
Deborah says
That was very nice.
Kristi says
So do the lice and mayonnaise belong in the same conversation, or were those two different conversations?
Lauren says
It was the ‘slather your hair in mayonnaise to kill lice’ conversation. Or olive oil. It’s supposed to suffocate the adult lice, but I don’t think it would do diddly-squat for the eggs.
Kristi says
Mayonnaise in my hair? Ewwww. No, thanks. Although, if I DID have lice, maybe it wouldn’t seem so disgusting compared to lice eggs. Ack.
Brad says
Have you ever had your hair cut by the same person twice?
Lauren says
Not in a very long time. I’m a haircut nomad.