
No comment. I'm sure Lulu will make enough of them when she sees this one!!
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No comment. I'm sure Lulu will make enough of them when she sees this one!!
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Yes I think I am better off for having read the verbal jousting on this website: how does Superman...
The funny things you find when I follow your own Technorati tags about haircuts...
and if your really interested more about hair.. check this site out
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Occasionally some of the junk emails I get on hotmail are interesting. This one is about an attorney changed careers and became a travel photographer.
hmm.. friends of mine will know that I like photography. I do not think at this stage I have all the required skills to turn pro, but what the hell wouldn't it be fun?
Here's the article: Switching Gears.
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Hairdressers...
Barbers...
Manicurist of the most northern lawns...
They weld humming razors, sharp knives and all manner of toxic chemicals around your heads. If it was the medical profession they'd be fully licensed and have to update their skills yearly. And yet we give these folk unbridled rein to the tops of our heads.
Perhaps I was scared in childhood. A flaw in the Chinese way of cutting our kids hair. Oh yes, I must be traumatised as a child. I have memories of my father (or even mum) breaking out the scissors, and that awful comb thing with the razor blade in it (yes the very one that Lulu now tells me is damaging to your hair... it gives you split ends).
But I digress...
My head of unkept lawn had moved on from the beginning stages of a mullet... that fashionable statement made by Mel Gibson in Lethal Weapon. Worse yet the hedges over my ears and my sideburns truly had gone feral. Perhaps I was waiting for the wildlife to settle in.
So there I thought, perhaps its time... and I found myself at my usual haircut place. I never have any problems there when the owner cuts my hair. That should have been the only warning I needed when the lady started hacking at my hedges and sideburns with the hairdressers equivalent of a whippersnipper - the electric shears.
It truly happened in slow motion. Or so it seemed. A flick of the wrist here, a flick there, and one big one THERE.... and my sideburns, well nothing was left except for the 5 o'clock shadow where they once stood as proudly as Elvis's. Gone in 0.1 seconds.
Anger... numbness. frustration.
She must have realised what she just did because she quickly went to the other side to even things out. So I stopped her there to inspect the damage.
I actually let her finish me off. Why, I don't know. Except for the sideburns it actually was a pretty decent haircut. Atleast when I told them I wasn't happy about the sideburns I got it for free.
Ironically Lulu likes it.
Oh.. for my international readers who might not know what a whippersnipper is, its one of those power tools used to trim hedges, etc. It has blade or nylon cord that spins to cut the grass and is either petrol or electric powered.
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Being recently inspired by this article at the SMH about spamming the spammers, and after reading another about Delhi call centers I felt inspired to get my own back at telemarketers from India.
The telephone conversation went something like this:
phone: ring ring ring... [I was already annoyed because most calls i get during the day are wrong numbers and telemarketers]
Denzil: Hello... hello...??
[pause] <-- this is the tell tale signature of a call center... (read the above article)
Denzil: Hello. City Morgue. Can I help you?
phone: [pause] hello?
Denzil: yeah.. hello.. City Morgue, what can I do for ya? You got a dead body?
phone: Is that Mr XXXXXX...?
Denzil: Nah mate.. its Jimbo... at the City Morgue. We got dead bodies here. You got a dead one? Thats our job.
phone: Can I speak to Mr XXXXX??
Denzil: Its the Morgue mate. Who am I talking to? Whats your name?
phone: I think I have the wrong number...
Denzil: Where are you calling from? You got a dead body? You got a cold one do ya?
The poor guy was totally and utterly confused. Totally threw him a curve ball that he couldn't recover from.
I remember reading another one about some guy pretending to be the police. So when the telemarketer calls they enter a "crime scene" and the call center becomes part of the investigation. hahaha.
I swear I probably should start recording these...
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The Mackintoosh folks over in pony tail hair-do land will lauf hysterically when they learn that my pc was running dog slow because the hard drive was thrashing. I have 1 gig of ram installed on this little Dell beauty (don't hate me coz I run dell), but my page file was running at 2 gigs! Internet Exploder/Explorer was taking over 300 megs of memory. I just happen to also run Firefox, that ran at just under 20 megs.
Grrr... *wild hysterical fist shaking at Stupid Soft*
No, the fact that I have a database installed on this machine, running 2 development IDEs, Outlook, Excel, Internet Exploder, and Firefox did NOT have anything to do with it. Denial (the Nile) is just a river in Egypt after all.
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Saturday | ||
| Michele, my good friend of many years got married today. We wish her and Andrew the very best in their lives together. | The beautiful couple cutting the cake. | |
Sunday | ||
| Chezza. We caught up with Chezza on Sunday. Chezza is a Kiwi Chic that we met in London. I probably should have said I worked with her in London. Anyhoots we caught up for some grub (food) and for cheap ass bridge climb. | Chezza and Corin about 1/4 way in Cheap Arse Bridge Climb. | |
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