I decided to give myself a treat yesterday. I had been sporting blue/teal color nail polish for the better part of a week but craving something more...loud. When I got off of work...thirty minutes late...I was fairly pissed off and ready to just say "fuck it" and go straight home.
Instead I had the presence of mind to calm my ass down and get me my sno-cone before heading up north to the nearest Sally Beauty where I bought a bottle of Orange Knockout (Neon). I tried to peruse the store like folks do, but I just am not capable of casual, leisurely inspection of wares. I like to get what I need and get out. That, and there is virtually nothing else in that store that would work for me. Extensions, flat irons, relaxers and other very bad chemicals and dyes. Nah, not for me.
Though that didn't stop me from double taking at the "We're Hiring" sign as I pulled up in front of the store. What a life to lead when any available job seems more appealing than your own. I've even had very sick thought about going back to school for whatever degree would be necessary for a coroners job. How many more years of my life do I want to give to the screwy educational system?
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