Sunday, March 06, 2005 it is easy, isn't it?
Recently, a mother and her daughter came into the hair place looking for an appointment, but we were booked up for the day. The whole time I was talking to the mother, the kid was trying to interrupt saying that she wanted her haircut immediately. Then, when they were leaving, the kid asked for a lollipop. In my mind, I pictured the giant bag of lollipops sitting in the back room.
I looked down at her adorable, rosy-cheeked face, and I said, "No. Tomorrow, when you get your haircut. Not now." She made the noise that bratty kids make when they're old enough to know better: a guttural, high-pitched scream. I looked at her screaming for a while, and then her mother took her away. A few minutes later, I was taking some trash out to the dumpster, and I saw them walking on the street. I've never had so strong an urge to make an obscene gesture to an eight-year-old. posted by Frenz | 3/06/2005 07:38:00 PM
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