Calmer now...

With the immediate crisis from the last time I wrote now slightly less of a crisis (in that it's being fixed), I'm feeling a little better.

Oh, and I want curly hair. Well, I've always wanted curly hair, but I'm working up the nerve to actually do something about it. Like go into a salon and tell someone, who can then point and laugh and say "yeah, right!".

OK, I have a hair salon phobia. There, I've said it. People in hair salons are just so relaxed and self confident. I've never been self confident about my looks, especially my hair, which generally looks unkempt whatever length it's at. I'm also not very good at explaining what I want - I tend to get whatever the person cutting my hair wants to give me, rather than what I wandered in there looking for. I'd bring a picture, but I'm terrified of being laughed at. I have a vision of some hairdresser looking at me, looking at the picture and looking back at me, and then falling on the floor laughing, before composing herself enough to tell me that I'll never look like Angelina Jolie (or whoever).

I propose a new chain of salons. There are salons for guys - you know, the ones where they play sports on the TVs and the hairdressers all wear shorts and tight t-shirts. I propose a girly-but-geeky salon. One where I don' t have to spend my time making small talk about things I don't care about - like who wore what to the Oscars, or who's having Brad Pitt's baby according to the National Enquirer. Internet access at every hairdressing station and blow drier? I think so. I'm more relaxed when I have my laptop with me. Stylists who promise not to laugh and attempt to explain what they're doing? Definately. Perhaps we could also book our appointments by small talk subject? "Politics? That'll be Karen today. Sports? Jackie's your woman". Anyone got any venture capital?