They Love My Hair, They Love My Hair NOT
I had a number of errands to run today, but first up, I wanted to go to a matinee of Dead Man's Chest. I wore Aqua Purple, my new fave wig. The guy taking the tickets thought my hair was really cool and that made me smile.
While watching the movie (mild spoilers ahead!) I realized that Jack's black spot, the one he's so desperate to be rid of because it marks him as a target of the Kracken, is a good corollary for cancer. I'm working hard to get rid of my black spot, too!
On my drive back from the theater in Dublin, I stopped by Stamper's Warehouse. I like to hear opinions of people like Terrece and Phyllis in terms of how each wig works. After all, I look at myself in a different way. Besides, the wigs are often funny, so why not show people?
I had worn the indigo blue bob when I saw them Saturday at their annual flea market. Today, they said the lavender was better than the blue. Phyllis ranked the blonde hair was the very best with the lavender taking the #2 spot. Everyone said that a lighter hair color worked best on me because of my fair skin. Of course, I've had dark hair all my life and didn't know I would have looked better in a new hair color!
I then went to the vet to get food for Tilly. The vet is located in Walnut Creek. When I walked in, all of the staff was in the back, so I needed to wait for a while by the front desk. There were two women trying to engage kittens (who were up for adoption) in play. When I heard them say, "Who the heck is THAT," I thought they were talking to the kittens, the way some people talk "for" a cat. But then I realized they said it with derision, and when I said something about the kittens, they gave me stone cold looks. Yikes, is there a chill in here? They would not speak to me or acknowledge my presence...what the heck?
So then they were called in back and the woman who works the front desk came out. She immediately exclaimed, "I LOVE your hair!" She asked if I dyed it and I explained the detail. She was very sweet to me. She asked me how people are when I go out with hair like that. I said they are fine, except when I shop in Walnut Creek!
She said, "I believe it. I grew up in Orinda [nearby] and I hated it; couldn't wait to leave. Orinda, Lafayette, Danville, Alamo, Walnut Creek -- they're all the same. I like to shop in Concord." I laughed, because I thought I was the only one who said things like that! Concord is much more working class; I appreciate that.
Once I was loaded up with cat food, I headed over to the drugstore to check on a prescription. The prescription was called in days ago and I've heard nothing. I should say that the drugstore is in Walnut Creek.
I walked in and got an instant chill from the staff. Have you ever had the sensation that people are watching you to see if you are shoplifting? I hadn't before, but I did today! What planet are these people on? To make matters worse, the pharmacy staff was rude, too. They said they had no prescription (the NP called it in last Friday) and they wouldn't check or call the doctor. I decided to change pharmacies.
I arrived home at the same time that my neighbor drove up. She got out of her car and said, "I LOVE your hair!"
It's like a roller coaster! Ha!
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