I have a question, something I am wondering about, and it must have an answer. Is this of National importance or spiritual significance? Not at all, maybe some of you will know and send the answer right on over to me.
I made the decision, after battling with myself for days on end, to do something I haven’t done in so many years I can’t even remember, I walked into what I would have thought of as a “beauty shop” to let someone besides myself shorten my tresses!
It was early so I wasn’t expecting to see many people in there and wondered for a moment if I were in the right place as I looked back outside the door and didn’t see a red and white striped pole. I walked in and found myself sitting next to a rather large man wearing a shirt with the sleeves cut off, I assumed to show off the massive tattoos covering his equally massive arms. When they called me first Iw as surprised because he was already there when I arrived, I asked him if he shouldn’t have gone first, he waved me off with, “I’m sure they have a plan.” I walked over to the chair to have my hair washed and, insult upon injury she brought a footstool for me to put my feet on as if I were a child.
As I was enjoying the feel of the marvelous massage of my scalp I heard a man bragging about how much money he made. Seems he was offered eighteen hundred dollars a week to drive his truck but had to drive three thousand five hundred miles a week and turned it down. With my eyes closed I heard a discussion of the latest Hawk victory and the last second basket that had won the game so I peeked to see who was talking because it didn’t sound like “bragging guy”, and sure enough it was another man who was having his eyebrows and his nose-hairs waxed! Just say the lady took more time grooming this guy’s eyebrows and nose-hairs than it took to get my haircut!
The parade of men getting groomed waxed and cut continued until I left and in all that time there was only one other woman that ventured into this “beauty shop”.
So the burning question would be, aren’t there places called “Barber Shops” anymore? Has this previously female environment, where women used to be able to have their beauty routine carried out without being “looked at” gone the way of finger-nail polish and earrings which I always thought of as being something for females, except of course for Errol Flynn or Tyrone Power with their single earring in those swashbuckler movies I used to lay on my stomach and watch when I was a little girl?
OK then I am going to say my prayers and go to bed, if you have an input I would love to hear it!
Now I lay me down to sleep…