Dodged a Bullet

Last weekend I was in Salem for a Dr. appointment, so of course I had to spend some time in Monmouth.  I decided to get my hair cut by a gal that cut my hair once before.  I hadn't seen her in about a year and a half.  When I came in she was super chatty and asked me how my last haircut was.  Good, I answered kind of surprised that she would remember me after so long. I sat down in the chair and she started cutting.  As she was cutting and talking I suspected that she might be thinking I was someone else.  The more she cut, the more I was sure of it. 

When she chopped the side this short, I stopped her and asked just exactly how she was cutting my hair.  She said she thought I just wanted to repeat my last haircut.  Well, my last hair cut from her was shoulder length, but apparently whoever she thought I was had a pixie cut and that was what she was starting to give me!  Fortunately for me I have thick hair and she only cut the bottom layer on the side.

The top was still long enough that I could cover it up without it being horribly obvious. 

I explained to her what haircut I actually wanted and she fixed up what she could.  I guess it turned out all right.  I always get a bit nervous when the only people who compliment my hair are over 65.  So far that's been the case, but hey...it's just hair right? :)