I ran out of Friz-Ease Hair Serum today. A fate worse than…. nah, not that bad. It is this lovely small bottle of clear goo. A drop about the size of the dime can just barely control the frizzy hairs that I do not like. As a result of running out, today my hair is Friz-Ease free. Truthfully, I thought my head looked pretty similar to a normal day.
Fast forward to this afternoon. I’m walking my kids back to our room from lunch and I’m telling 2 boys that I couldn’t fall asleep last night, so I stayed up really late (no comment on the fact I created a blog…. I know, I know….).
The first boy says, “Oh, so THAT’S what is wrong with your hair.”
I reply, “What? What are you talking about?” (forgetting the lack of Friz-Ease situation)
Boy #2 pipes in, “Yeah, it’s so frizzy today.”
We then had 2 conversations:
#1- Frizzy hair and being sleepy are not really linked at all.
#2- It is impolite to tell your beautiful teacher that she has any type of flaw- be it a physical flaw or a personality flaw. Compliments are the correct response every time, all the time. (Their wives will thank me one day)
And I thank you, gentlemen, for reminding me to go to the store this afternoon.
that rules. end of story.
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oh hey blog buddy I guess we are cool now
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So funny! Since we’re now going to be BFF’s, I’m starting at the beginning and working my way up!
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