Month: December 2008

I have become reacquainted with my big round boar’s hair brush, high-end hair-fluffing lotion and blow dryer. S. my personal stylist and confidant created this new flippy style for my usually limp hair. She’s a genius. I look 10 years younger and my ears even look smaller ― it’s magic.

It looked fantastic when I left the salon and it still looks pretty good under my care.

But I’m lazy (and not a morning person) and now I have to get up 20 minutes early to whip it into shape. I’ve been doing it faithfully as it really does look fabulous ― it’s worth the effort.

Sometimes I think that all this this fuss about hair is so draining. Why must I have fun, flippy hair? Why do I need highlights and (I think) lowlights? Why can’t I just leave the house without blow drying?

These thoughts don’t last long. As soon as I see a gray hair or a limp lock I run to the magician with many types of scissors. And if I do sleep in and neglect my hair (which used to happen more often before the “flip of many minutes” as I have taken to calling it) I feel fretful about it all day.

Life is too short to fret about hair ― I’ve got eyebrows that need attention.

Today I had lunch with my friend M. M. and I work at the same place but we don’t see each other very often. In fact, I can’t even remember the last time we saw each other.

At lunch, we got to talking about how we met. I recalled but he did not. It was a rather pivotal moment for me but a probably a regular work day for him. You see, we met for the first time at my second job interview over 10 years ago. He was doing my director a favour by giving me an HTML markup test. My boss needed a someone to figure out if I actually could do what I said since she’s not a web person. I could and I was hired.

No one knows to this day that I cheated. (Okay, I didn’t really cheat but every story needs some tension.)

Even after all these years, I remember that he was pleasant and kind (and that the test was pretty easy). He gave me a good feeling about joining the organization where I still chose to work. An interview is as much about getting to know the people you’ll work with and both my director and M. made me feel like I was making a good decision. I still think I did.

This lunch only happened because he called me for a work-related reason and we decided that we needed to have lunch to catch up.

I’m glad we did. I really should have lunch more often with people I haven’t seen for a while.