I’ve Never Relied on the Kindness of Strangers

My security was badly shattered this week. My hairdresser has closed. I am without a hairdresser.

I will have to look for a new one.

I don’t like going to a hairdresser at the best of times. You have to let a stranger into your personal space and do things to you with which you have to live. I have to live with – not them. And sometimes they even want to talk to you. Quel horreur! I also don’t like to have a pedicure, or a massage, or a hair removal treatment. Spas are not treat for me but the stuff that nightmares are made of. At least my dentist doesn’t expect me to answer.

FOWC with Fandango: Security

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8 thoughts on “I’ve Never Relied on the Kindness of Strangers

  1. Loosing a dentist is worse for me, as there are not many female dentists around this part of the world. Women are far gentler.
    Hairdressers. Nah, even my Mum could cut hair, but then again she was a Milner. Bung a bowl shape on my head and cut around it 😂

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    1. 😁 You have absolutely no idea what kind of fastidious planning that goes into a first visit at a new hairdresser. It is agony and involves by far more thought than any outing, including appearing at the Academy Awards or similar (to which I’ve never been invited, I might add).

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