Kresse = cress
Igel = hedgehog
Kr3sse1gel (you understand I want to avoid perverts searching for the word arriving at my site) = dinky popup image
Thanks it looks fantastic, I said, when it was all over.
It was a hard haircut this time. She kept talking to me. Talking, talking. While the other stylist was talking and talking to a lady getting her hair colored, and the helper was talking to another woman getting her hair colored. Each of them holding something in her hand going buzz. And probably a radio going. In a foreign language, albeit one in which I am conversant.
I.e. I said, what? a lot. And Pardon me? And sometimes even, yeah, not really knowing what I was yeahing.
I really have trouble following a conversation when there is background noise, is what I’m saying.
So say something in Japanese, she said.
Hrm, I said. Eh, like what? I hate it when people ask you things like that. I can never think of anything. I ought to have a standard phrase at the ready, leaned against the door of my mind like an umbrella on a rainy day to whip out when people say that. In German, I suppose, I shall use the phrase, “Hau di iba di Heisa, du Zniachtl,” which Babelfish won’t help you with. Japanese, hrm.
Say, I like the haircut, she said.
Eh, I said. Right at that point I was at the stage in the haircut where they have you looking like Beaker from the Muppets before fixing you?
She finally got me to say “how are you.”
So anyway, I was happy with the haircut. I paid, left and went to meet my wife and daughter at a music school concert. Actually a concert, too fancy to be a recital. My wife just looked at me and got this charming look on her face she gets when she doesn’t like my haircut. Sort of, you dork, you’ve gotten a short haircut again although you know I prefer it longer, but in a sweet way.
The first thing Gamma said was, Dad, you look like a Kr3sse1gel!
so. I’m inferring that you look like an edible Chi4 p3t.
It depends whom you ask.
http://www.zompist.com/phrases.html
i’d suggest picking something tasty from this list. like maybe “Ich wei
also, my apologies in advance to any austrian-dialect speakers for what are probably numerous spelling mistakes in my foreign phrase there.
that’s so funny! i really really hope that the haircut was not as bad!
I’m with the wife on the hair length (gotta have womething to twiddle) but you on the dressers invessent natter. i tell them to shut up before they start these days:
I’ve had a really tiring day, people talking at me a24 hours, and i have come here for a wonderful quiet treat”
that usually does the trick and avoids
“so where are you going on your holidays this year?”
(page three of hairdresser’s leaflet on chat)
I just hate Hate HATE hairdresser chat. I’d think they would get bored asking the same questions and hearing the same answers day in and day out. Maybe they do and they’re not actually listening for and answer. Maybe next time I go, I’ll answer something ridiculous and see what happens… LOL
“Did you do anything over the weekend?”
“Freckle Snaps”
heh
I’m lucky with this hair stylist. Not only is she pretty hot, and very good with the scissors and clippers, she also has interesting and intelligent things to talk about. It’s just that I usually go there after work, so am quite tired, and lately find myself having problems following conversations if there’s any background noise.