Rose and I went to get a haircut this morning. I took a book for her to read with me and just as well because when we walked in, the hairdresser was doing a pedicure on another lady (it doubles as a "beauty salon"). She used the classic Filipino phrase "For a while" so I decided we could wait till she was done. However, when she finished the lady's toes she moved on to the lady's fingernails. We had already waited about 30 minutes so I figured a few more minutes while she did the manicure wouldn't hurt. Silly, silly, silly Debs.
Another 20 minutes later, I realise the lady now wants her hair dyed. Aaaaaaaaagggghh. By this time Rose is pretty bored - she has been brilliant up till now so I decide we will walk down to the other hairdresser's - just a few steps down the road and if they were available we would have our hair cut and, if not, we would cut our losses and go home. Rose was happy with the plan so we sauntered down.
The hairdressing crew were all having lunch so I turned to leave but the manager got up and said she would cut our hair. I said it was OK and I was very sorry for disturbing their lunch (eating is important in the culture) but she said it was no problem. Shortly afterwards, one of the other hairdressers also came and did Rose's hair too so we were even faster than we expected.
Of course, if I had decided to leave the other salon earlier, we would have been done even faster!
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