Hair today, gone tomorrow!

"The best conversations are the ones you have with your inner self."

~ Old proverb from someplace, somewhere

The Prelude: The date is September 17^th, 2011 A.D.

The Premise: My wife wants a haircut at her preferred salon. And she’s asked me to accompany her!

The Problem: I’m scared even before we enter the place. I dread how I’ll spend the next 2 hours.

The following is the transcript of my twitter rant that evening:

So THIS it where it all ends. A L'Oreal salon at Gurgaon where I wait as the wifey gets a hairdo. Occupational hazard of a husband?!

On the brighter side, they've seated me well, served some water and even offered coffee (which I have gladly accepted). And I'm not even the customer!!

Confucious Say: It's good business to treat the husband well if the wife is your customer. The less he complains, more the business you get.

Despite being an Engineer, I never knew ladies' Haircuts could sound this technical. If only I could replay the conversation they just had!!

And compare this to me going to my barber and saying, “Trim it”! That's it. Next 15 mins at his mercy but I always emerge unscathed!

Must admit, some good looking gals here. A pity they all think their hair, face etc. still need a makeover. To me, gals have always looked good!

Gals look good no matter what they do - dress, walk, move. The list is endless. Yet God has ensured they'll rarely feel good about themselves!

My wife looks like a Japanese Ninja with front hair cut, and rear hair flowing. Plus a black robe on, too. Where's the sword to go with it?

The girl sitting nearest to me feels one of her eyebrows have gone thinner than the other during threading. He He He!!!

And now that girl is getting her moustaches done... Threaded, I mean. Girls!! I tell you!!!

Meanwhile thankfully wifey’s haircut is through, finally we can move now :)