The other day at work I did a full makeover on this woman.
Colour, foils, cut... it was really nice by the end of it all.
The lady was so excited she jumped up from my chair with her cape still on and kept running her hands through her hair saying how much she loved it and what an amazing job I did!
In the heat of the moment she reached back to grab my "elbow" but missed it by a long shot and grabbed my breast for a good 10 seconds.
She even turned around and said "Oh my! I thought that was your elbow!" As she still had a death grip on my left breast...
Last time I checked elbows were bony... breasts are not...
About an hour later a woman does a staggered zig zag walk and announced to the salon that she needs her bangs cut.
I bring her over to my chair... which took her quite some time as she was walking as if she was trying to roll her ankles with every step she took.
She finally sat in my chair as she tells me "I have to confess I tried cutting my own bangs with a dull pair of kitchen scissors after drinking a bottle of wiskey...."
Oh boy....
I quickly got her out of my chair as the smell of alcohol was burning my nostrils.
(Its funny I can never smell alcohol on people but this woman smelled as if she was bathing in it.)
Definitely a full moon...
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