No. I am not talking about my carefully nurtured bubble of procrastination.. nor the thin, transparent bubble of denial I cherish, to keep the guilt away.
I am talking about the bubble people make after chewing a piece of bubble gum for what seems like eternity, very resembling a herbivore we all know of.
And why am I talking about this? Have patience. All in due time.
I got a hair cut last week. Which is inconsequential on its own, except that I love my now short hair, but I also miss the hair that was long before that. But I digress.
So, I went to the hairdresser, if I can call them that. Its a retail chain, and they are quite efficient (I love their shampoos.. oh AND I can smell the products that they use.Who wouldn't want to come out with hair smelling like.. erm.. something. I don't know what the smell is, but I can definitely tell you its pleasant.)
But this time, the lady in whose hands I put my hair, scared the daylights out of me.
She was Mexican. Not that I have anything against Mexicans, they are very hard working people and I admire their resilience, but I think an American (or even an Indian) would never do what she did. The whole 20 minutes that I was there, she kept chewing on her bubble gum and blowing bubbles. I would not have bothered about it, only I had scary visions all the time of the bubble bursting just when she was close to my hair... of the gum entangling in my hair... of messy gummy hair.. of them frantically searching for an ice cube... of me being left with a mushroom cut or a pixie cut. You get the picture right?
I am not to blame for that am I? It was very unprofessional. A dull day, that too a lazy Sunday does not warrant that she blow bubbles while doing my hair. I was the only customer when I entered. I did not pay to have frightening visions of gum stuck in my hair.
I now wish I had politely asked her to stop blowing bubbles. But that just felt so silly at that time. "Excuse me, my dear barber. But could you please stop bubbling your gum? You are scaring me and I am worried that it will end up in my hair". Now that doesn't sound so bad now, but at that time, I tell you, it felt very very childish.
I wonder what her response would have been.
And no. I do not have gum in my hair.
And I never could blow a bubble out of bubble gum. I tried. A lot.
:)
4 comments:
Thoroughly enjoyed the humourous description of your encounter with a lady barber chewing the gum and blowing bubbles.You were lenient.I would have had no objection to her chewing but certainly to her blowing bubbles that is nauseating even when done by kids and asked her to stop or hand over the hair dressing to someone else.
I guess I was.
I hate it too, maybe more so 'cos I never could blow bubbles from bubble gum. I also don't get it. I mean, when the bubble pops and sticks all over and people actually touch it with their fingers, roll it and put it back in their mouth. ew. yuck.
You should have told her directly to stop it as U r not comfortable with it...or atleast put in a comment to the Saloon Management to teach some Professional Ethics to their staffs...
I wouldnt want any staff at the saloon working on me to do such irritating stuffs...I wasnt bothered about the bubble getting stuck...but just that, doing it in front of a customer itself is irritating and unethical...
Nice read...
Haha.. i was imagining the situation literally :)
I often wanna tell people the same who chew the bubble gum!! :)
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