A bit off topic

So I figured I'd kill 3 birds and slept by one friend for Shabbat, ate lunch at another and went to an Oneg at another. On Friday I decided that since I can't get a haircut yet I should at least get my hair "blown out" so it would look good on Saturday.

My regular salon is actually a bit out of the way and and they couldn't give me a late Friday afternoon appointment so I decided to try someone new. My friend recommended a guy near her office and he had time for me so I went. I will try to explain the experience , but I don't know how well it will come across.

So I meet the guy and he's outside smoking a cigarette, I introduce myself and he takes my hand asks me how I am, plays with my hair and leads me in to get washed. Side note - I love getting my hair washed by others. My dream guy will do this for me.

So I get washed and I sit in the chair. For those of you that have had blow outs you know that the stylist will basically do all the work. Manipulating the chair, moving around you, etc... Well this guy kept the chair low (he is kind of short) and made me put my head forward and basically was blowing it out like that. Here comes the odd part - I had no where to put my hands. He was basically on top of me and at one point his stomach is in my lap, my hand is in his crotch, etc... I think had I found him attractive it could have almost been a sexual experience (maybe for him it is!).

So I'm sitting there for twenty minutes wondering where to put my legs and hands, my head is buried in his chest - it was so weird!!!! But, he did do a great job and his place is convenient and he said he'd always fit me in - so I guess I'll just wear something with pockets next time.