If You Can't Say Anything Nice, Just Do It Anyway

I’ve noticed something weird about getting my hair cut: If I walk out of the salon thinking, “Man! Good cut! Good highlights! I’m kind of awesome today!” then I’ll get lukewarm reactions from the rest of the world.  Like , “Oh! You went a bit shorter! It looks … nice.”   But if I’m sitting in the chair on the verge of tears because I regret what I told the stylist to do or hate the way she did it, I’ll later get “Wow!! I love your hair! Who does your hair because I need to find someone new? I’d love to get my hair cut like that!”

Yesterday I walked out of the salon like I was in a shampoo commercial, tossing my hair around and feeling like the spring in my step could make me take flight.  My husband is out of town (and of course the kid didn’t notice my ‘do) so I hadn’t really seen anyone I knew until this morning.  Co-worker saw me at the coffee pot and said, “Oh jeez, you look tired today.  Are you okay?”  Next co-worker: “Oh, let me see … yeah, you sure cut off some hair there!”

I think this is the equivalent of saying that I have a good personality.

I was feeling all grumbly about this today until lunchtime, when I decided to go for a walk.  It’s a beautiful day here, and I feel a little guilty saying that given what Japan has just been through.  But I walked on over to a second-hand store and found a fantastic dress for $20.  Which is good, because before I found it, I wasn’t sure how I was going to find the motivation to come to work on Monday.   Now I can wear the dress and the new hair and if one person even starts a back-handed non-compliment, they get a pen in the eye.

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