Hello Folksies
Happy Thursday! Work this morning in just a little bit. But yesterday. Aahhh, my Pajama Coffee Cookie day was fabulous. I actually forced myself to look at caller ID before I said Hello, I binged on coffee, choc chip blondies (naturally) and true to my word, I stayed in my jammies all day long. Can i say it was glorious? I watched Inspector Morse and Youtube quilting videos all day on Netflix. I finihed quilting a COC and got the binding on. And then I stitched some more on one of my own quilty projects. Like I said, glorious. By the time Luscious got home I had to scurry and wash the chocolate off my face but there was no hiding the sugar high. I believe I will do this again. Perhaps it will become a ritual for me. It was better than taking a nap.
On a serious note, I was serious when I said I looked at caller ID. And boy howdy, was I glad I did. There is a client I've had for over 20 years that I don't know how to get rid of. Long story and I won't go into it but let me say I am just tired of hearing about her hair and how it looks good when I do it but two days later it is not doing for her. It's too long, too short, not enough blonde streaks, too much money, too much time, her husband issues, her children issues, her mother issues and by the way, too much of HER. I don't want to offend her for anything but I did suggest she try someone else. She did. She wasn't happy. No surprise there and she has been calling me ever since. At work, at home and I even saw her at one of the memorials I went to this week. I really need to come up with the nerve to tell her how I really meant it when I said go find someone else. I did suggest she call the other hairdresser back and explain to her (as I have heard for 20 years) exactly what she expects of her hair. She called the other hairdresser and she didn't have an opening for 3 weeks. That is hairdresser code for persona non gratis.
She knows I have time to do her. You may not think this is a big deal, but, this stuff gives me a big knot in my tummy. So send me some backbone and a tough heart someone. Please. I know that her real issue is her own unhappiness. I don't understand how anyone with everything can be so miserable. Sigh. Life is too short, folks. We don't see ourselves as others do. It is hair. It grows. That is why I have a job. I believe she found out what a bargain I really was as well, lol.
Ok, rant over. Think of the deer in the headlight look every time the phone rings at work today. And then you can snicker but I betcha it makes you SMILE!
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