Our Haircuts

Okay, little things like haircuts can be a challenge when you are living someplace new. A few days ago, we drove around looking for a place for Kurt to get his haircut. We went to a Supercuts but they could not take him for a few hours. A little further down the road we came upon Julie's Salon. It was open, so we figured how bad could it be. Luckily, I stayed in the car because I honestly think I would have lost it. So Kurt tries to tell her how to cut his hair...mistake number one. In his defense ..he only used words like "not too short" and "I part it in the middle." Well, Miss Julie took that as Kurt telling her how to cut hair. So, as you have probably guessed, she cut it very short. Also, there was much debate on how to part his hair. He kept saying that he parts it in the middle. She kept saying,"NO, more handsome on the side." Guess who won? I laughed the whole way back to the apartment.

So today, I needed a haircut. I took off in a completely different direction because I really did not want to run into Miss Julie. I found a nice little shop in a strip mall down off of San Antonio Boulevard. It looked fairly normal. I went in and ask if they take walk-ins. They did in fact. They wrote me out a slip and a few minutes later this very polite gentleman came out and called my name, or what I thought was my name. There are not too many different ways to say "Debbie." I knew I should have been more sympathetic to Kurt. Payback is a bitch. My stylist did not speak English, and unfortunately I do not speak Vietnamese. Nope...not one little bit. We had lots of fun communicating!