Wednesday Night Hair Night always seems to have it’s nuances. This week, we were down a stylist. Luckily, we had two lined up so we were still able to meet the needs of our most important client: Opreggano.
As a woman with child, her level of bitchiness is off the charts. I can say this publicly, because she and I regularly have this talk. As we were sitting around the table discussing who would be the first to get their hair done, we unanimously decided it would be Opreggano. “Are you going to just do a color or are you also going to get a sl,” as I was asking this question I realized I almost said slice. I stopped mid-word and corrected it, “cut?” Opreggano, on top of her game, quickly quipped, “Were you going to ask me if I was going to get a slut cut!?!?” I wasn’t, but we decided, unanimously (again), to officially change the name to Slut Cuts. Based on the attendees, this name was more than appropriate.
While Opreggano was being pampered, we made another group decision about my hair. This decision was not unanimous. I’ve been considering going platinum for some time and, like a platinum record, this does not happen overnight. In addition, there are some people who don’t think I could pull it off. Thus, we put it to vote. Opreggano and MiniMe were outvoted and I began my journey toward Paris Hiltonesque, aka, total slut cut.
As we discussed this, Oh Wow mentioned she has been “waking up with a smile” lately thanks to two guys she is seeing. One is her neighbor, the other isn’t. “I’m not sure about the neighbor. He just got out of a relationship and I don’t want to be a rebound girl,” she told us. We advised her against being a rebound girl and for letting him bounce on her. “It is really great,” she continued to tell us. “I’ll just send a text, tell him to knock lightly and….” And bounce. No need to be a rebound when you can be bouncebound. “I may have to change your blog name,” I told her. “To bounce?” she asked. “No, to Knock Lightly,” I replied. This made Knock Lightly get a little blushy.