Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Radical Eclecticism

Sometimes, you just need to get out of the house.

For me, that also means "off campus," and the other day, it also meant, "away from my roommates and friends." So I went shopping.

I walked to the store; it took about fifteen minutes. I thought it was worth it. I wanted to take my time. I needed shampoo, so I decided to leisurely peruse the hair products. As I was looking, a large woman in a moo-moo dress started looking for shampoo, too. Her husband/boyfriend/victim was with her. He seemed to enjoy listening to her, but I know that she couldn't be a friend of mine.

"Do they have it? Where is it? This isn't it. I'd have to do my hair every day if I used this. Who does their hair every day? I know I don't. Look at my hair, does it look like I did it this morning? Well, I didn't. Here it is. Oh, they've raised the price. That's ridiculous. They're going to regret that, because we aren't going to buy it anymore. It's too expensive now, you might as well buy it at the salon. Can you believe? The other day, I was at the salon, and someone actually asked them if the shampoo was safe on pubic hair. Isn't that awful? The clerk just looked at them, disgusted. We all were mortified."

I didn't want to hear it, but once I started listening, I couldn't stop. Her companion seemed to genuinely agree with her on everything she said. I don't expect everyone to agree with everything I say, but obviously, there's someone, somewhere who will.

I'd like to thank that person in advance for their validation.