Sunday, March 17, 2019


Sunday, March 17, 2019

Stopped by Ordway drug store to get my shingles vaccine. The clerk asked if I was on the list and I said yes.  He shuffled through papers, no, sorry you are not on the list. So I put my name on the list and will wait for the phone call.

Across the street at Super cuts I got on the list for a haircut.  I read the current New Yorker while I waited. The cheerful young woman asked me what I wanted.  A bob I said just below my ears.  I want to look normal.  She said everyone wants a normal haircut.   At my age I want to pass.  I could be an excellent bank robber or assassin or a spy.  With a normal haircut no one would notice me.  She laughed.  I can do anything now that I am invisible.  She continued to laugh. She sprayed my hair with water and cut and cut and finished with a warm blow out.  Yep I look normal now. She said if she hears of any assassinations, she will let the police know it was the old lady who wanted to look normal.

 Reading the New York Times this morning.  I did not turn on the heater.

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