Posts Tagged ‘Hairdresser’

Tales from the Transit Line

Deep Thoughts from the Morning Commute:

Taxi drivers are like hair dressers.

You hire them to do a very specific job, but then they start asking you how you want them to do that job, and you’re all: ‘I don’t know man, you’re the expert, figure it out.’

Postscript: My driver’s bad breath mixed with his – yes his – perfume – yes perfume – is making me car sick.


Tales from the Transit Line

Report from the Evening Commute:

The difference between a trim and a ‘fu*king chop’ is 2.5 inches, according to one commuter.

“What am I supposed to do with this?” Ben asked his hairdresser, who was travelling with him, his fist tangled in his locks.

“Well, you had such split ends . . . ,” his hairdresser responded. “What!? Why are you all puffy?”

In related news, “Botox makes you look like a freak on one of those YouTube videos.”