Perspective gained today.
On the train, Swiss Family Sighs-A Lot sat next to me and every two seconds the pair of them let out a sigh like it was the end of the world. Mrs. Sigh took out a mirror and started fixing her hair, and each time she readjusted her split-bang-syndrome, she gave a mini wail.
After the 15th whimper, I just wanted to shout "LIFE'S NOT THAT F****** HARD!" but thought it would be awkward. I just screamed it in my head for the remainder of the journey instead.
I put on my big girl pants and got over whatever self-pity I had from last night's post. It helped that I re-alphabetized my books after work today to keep my mind busy. Oh the life of a big city girl...
Maybe the woman's forehead was split - not just her hair - hence the wailing.
ReplyDeleteMaybe she was going all St. Peter of Verona.
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ReplyDeleteLOL maybe her forehead was split - GREAT line. Split-bang syndrome is not a joke though. It is an unfortunate side effect of a lack of shampoo and an overdose of conditioner and grease and body oil. Sometimes I sigh when I have split bangs.
ReplyDeleteI have had many a split-bang before, hence never going back to grade 7
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