accomplishments
Jun. 27th, 2001 04:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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I got my mom up in time for her hair appointment & lectured her about what she was thinking of doing, which was cancelling her highlights because she "can't afford them". I pointed out that you certainly do not cancel your highlights an hour before your appointment if you expect to remain on good terms with your hairdresser, and that if she wanted to cancel, she ought to have done so a week ago. Because it's ripping off the hairdresser, who could have been working on a paying client if you had given her any notice. This rationale worked & I dropped her off for her appointment & headed off to terra incognita.
The fake hair store! It is a paradise! It is run by a cranky Hispanic man in late middle age, who is nonetheless nice to me. Today he tried to get me to buy a switch of beautiful wavy human hair for $30, which I couldn't afford and didn't want to mess up, anyway. But such a lovely thing, it was nice to look at and matched my colour very well. I bought some bags of cheaper hair & some wig spray and left. This made me happier.
After that I drove up to the fabric store, but got stuck in awful traffic on the way, and almost ended up intentionally ramming my car into the rear end of a van that... well, let's just say the driver had executed an astounding bit of stunt driving just for the purpose of cutting me off. I turned up Placebo louder and dealt with the fact that it was going to take at least ten minutes to go one block.
Got to the fabric store and waited in a long line of dodderers*** to get the two yards of trim I needed, and then walked up the plaza to the new anime place, which is really and for truly a paradise. They have visual rock cds, so i love them now. $15! no longer will I pine over $35 import cds! hah. I bought a vinyl cutout sticker for Utena in the brightest pink imaginable. I might go to some of their screening nights, too. It is woman-owned and the stock impressed me.
After that I drove in the rain and bad traffic to pick up my Momster, whose highlights look really nice, and we went out for lunch, & then FINALLY deposited this huge check she'd been sitting on for a while... well, not exactly. She wanted to open a new account at a new bank with it, and wouldn't go without me. So today was the day I got dragged in and played Edgar Bergen to her Charlie McCarthy, going over the brochures and telling her which accounts she should get. She used the check to open a new account and now everyone feels better. (the reason it wasn't deposited at the longtime bank is that they are total thieves and they suck. do not bank at bank of america; they will rob you blind. that's my two bits of daily advice.)
Now that has been accomplished and I'm home thirsty and tired with a headache. I did everything I wanted to do today & I feel better than I did this morning when I was ranting about inertia and panic and so on. Rock.
***I don't know a single person who grew up in Florida who isn't at least mildly ageist. A lot of older people here are really impossibly rude... bad drivers, completely oblivious to the presence of other customers in stores, etc. But these people were probably just as rude and irritating when they were 20, so I know it's not fair to blame it on age.
I got my mom up in time for her hair appointment & lectured her about what she was thinking of doing, which was cancelling her highlights because she "can't afford them". I pointed out that you certainly do not cancel your highlights an hour before your appointment if you expect to remain on good terms with your hairdresser, and that if she wanted to cancel, she ought to have done so a week ago. Because it's ripping off the hairdresser, who could have been working on a paying client if you had given her any notice. This rationale worked & I dropped her off for her appointment & headed off to terra incognita.
The fake hair store! It is a paradise! It is run by a cranky Hispanic man in late middle age, who is nonetheless nice to me. Today he tried to get me to buy a switch of beautiful wavy human hair for $30, which I couldn't afford and didn't want to mess up, anyway. But such a lovely thing, it was nice to look at and matched my colour very well. I bought some bags of cheaper hair & some wig spray and left. This made me happier.
After that I drove up to the fabric store, but got stuck in awful traffic on the way, and almost ended up intentionally ramming my car into the rear end of a van that... well, let's just say the driver had executed an astounding bit of stunt driving just for the purpose of cutting me off. I turned up Placebo louder and dealt with the fact that it was going to take at least ten minutes to go one block.
Got to the fabric store and waited in a long line of dodderers*** to get the two yards of trim I needed, and then walked up the plaza to the new anime place, which is really and for truly a paradise. They have visual rock cds, so i love them now. $15! no longer will I pine over $35 import cds! hah. I bought a vinyl cutout sticker for Utena in the brightest pink imaginable. I might go to some of their screening nights, too. It is woman-owned and the stock impressed me.
After that I drove in the rain and bad traffic to pick up my Momster, whose highlights look really nice, and we went out for lunch, & then FINALLY deposited this huge check she'd been sitting on for a while... well, not exactly. She wanted to open a new account at a new bank with it, and wouldn't go without me. So today was the day I got dragged in and played Edgar Bergen to her Charlie McCarthy, going over the brochures and telling her which accounts she should get. She used the check to open a new account and now everyone feels better. (the reason it wasn't deposited at the longtime bank is that they are total thieves and they suck. do not bank at bank of america; they will rob you blind. that's my two bits of daily advice.)
Now that has been accomplished and I'm home thirsty and tired with a headache. I did everything I wanted to do today & I feel better than I did this morning when I was ranting about inertia and panic and so on. Rock.
***I don't know a single person who grew up in Florida who isn't at least mildly ageist. A lot of older people here are really impossibly rude... bad drivers, completely oblivious to the presence of other customers in stores, etc. But these people were probably just as rude and irritating when they were 20, so I know it's not fair to blame it on age.
