Wednesday, March 9, 2011

How not to wear a hair piece

I have learned a valuable lesson today-gym and hairpieces don't mix.

Okay, so first off, I am not a fan of my hair. Seriously, when wet my hair resembles a poodle on steroids. It's frizzy bad. So, I elect to wear extensions-pays to have a hair stylist as a friend.

Today, I tried something new-I decided to wear my hairpiece to the gym. Not smart, at all. I bet you're wondering how I am going to tie this story in with chasing your dream- Just wait. I have to admit my uber embarrassing moment first.

Okay, on a day that is colder than a penguins arm pit, I strolled into the gym and play a wicked game of tennis. Next stop, the sauna where Mr. Hott Stuff tennis instructor sits down across from me. We banter for a minute. I fluff my hair piece, all is good in the hood.

I stroll out to the parking lot- Mr. Hott Stuff is glancing at me on a treadmill. I wave (stupid, I know, but who said I'm couth) I feel a cool breeze on my head. My hair piece has fallen from my tight bun and on to the concrete. The ball of hair is lying on the ground, like a dead animal

By this time, Mr. Hott Stuff is doubling over with laughter. No joke, he has to stop working out on the treadmill because tears are rolling down his cheeks

I glance down once again at the hair piece and curse. I have two choices.

Number One- keep walking. Pretend like the hair piece really isn't mine. In doing so, keep the phone number of the Mr. Hott Stuff with dimples.

Number Two-bend down and pick up the hair piece. Thus admitting that I am imperfect and in need of fake hair. Which Mr. Hott Stuff, so can't deal with.

I stare at the guys abs, knowing full and well, a guy who looks like Conan the Barbarian is rare but a hair piece is super expensive. So, I sacrificed my pride and bent down to snag the hair piece. Never heard from dude. Nor did I call him.

Lesson learned, fake hair while working out is never good. Neither is trying to accomplish a dream without knowing the industry.

I should have taken the time to research synthetic hair but instead, I just went for it. And the cost was a super hott guy (with probably, a small . . . ego to match his steroid use)

Even so, my lack of research halted my progression. Don't let that happen when chasing a dream or a hottie.


Robin said...

Funny! So something I would do.

Johanson Family said...

Poor thing!! I am sure we all have embarassing moments like that and dang it if it doesn't happen right in front of the one person we are trying to impress!! AGH!!! haha!!

Brandy, April, and Amanda said...

Ok I shouldn't laugh but that hilarious. Hottie not worth it though because you know he had an ego.

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jjsundevil said...

The dude was sick but steroids are a no-no for us, girlie-girl.

Frenchy said...

That's Hilarius ! I would have picked the hair too :)
As for the guys. It was not meant to be.
You want a guy that is really into you whatever the hair extension or not :)
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Nan said...

Oh dear, that's a story! Thanks for following Playful Decor! Have a great week!

Donna Banta said...

Hilarious. And you should laugh about it. Getting caught with fake hair is way less embarrassing than fake muscles.

Kelly H. said...

This reminded me so much of my friend whose hair peace fell off and went into the pack line at work...lol
Great blog :)

Kristina said...
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Kristina said...

You are a Taurus too? Dare I ask when your birthday is? Because if we are both Taurus' and our husbands birthday are the same - and our birthdays happen to be the same I may be officially freaked out! Lol

A Helicopter Mom said...

Oh, that sucks. You don't want him, anyway. You want a hottie that gives you that little smile like he knows what just happened was embarassing, but he still thinks you're hot. ;)

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Debra Ann Elliott said...

Thanks for stopping by Living the Ruth Life in an Eve World. I am glad you liked the bible study. I really need to post the last lesson.
As for the WIP it's posted on my main blog Writing with Debra

Carolina Valdez Miller said...

Bahahahahahahaha! Oh my gosh, that is just too funny. But I feel so bad laughing, because it happened to you, and I'm so mean for laughing, but oh gosh, it's FUNNY.

You poor thing. So sorry you lost hott stuff. But if he was that shallow, yeah, you don't want him.

Way to tie it into the dream. So true, research is a must...

(but still laughing a little even though karma will likely cause my own hair to fall out)

Self Sagacity said...

Haha, probably not your glorious moment, but hey it happens. There will be another hottie!
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Let'sMakeADifference said...

What a great post!! I needed a good laugh, but am so sorry that you had to live it!! I'm a new follower! Thanks for commenting on my blog! Between your kind comment and reading your funny post, I've had a good day!!

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Janiel Miller said...

Oh, sweetie. Sweetie, sweetie, SWEETIE. This is why we are friends. I've laughed myself silly over this all day. :) And yes, research is paramount in matters of hair, hotties, and writing. Thanks for the reminder.

Kristina said...

Alright - phew! Haha, not as creepy as I thought! Mine is the 28th of April! Lol it is sweet that We are both taurus'! Have a lovely night friend!

Sara B. Larson said...

Oh my word, that is just awful and just so hysterical. I'm sorry that happened, but what a great story it made, right? What would have been even better is if he'd tripped on his treadmill and fallen down. Then who would have been laughing? I'd pretend that's what really happened. ;)

Kristina said...

Thanks for confiding in me. I deleted your post on my blog since the info was in confidence, and my blog isn't exactly that. Feel free to email me any time! I'm so glad you are here, friend!!

shelly said...

Good philosophy.

Marcy said...

Hahaha! I tried reading a romance novel on the stair climber one day...I got so involved with a "steamy" part, that I miss calculated a step and kicked the machine with my shin. It hurt so bad that I let the dreadclimber spew me off...on my butt... Sigh... Love conan, and your journal sounds like mine. Thanks for following. Following back.