You know, I'm terrified by how many of you can relate to this. I hadn't realised that it was such a common experience.
I almost posted in the story the infamous words: "Based on a true story".
The whole porcupine bit is something that happened to me last September. I went into work the following Monday and people's reactions were... extreme, to say the least. Best of all was the professor who gawked at me when he first saw me, then took four days to summon up the courage to actually say anything. At that point, unable to restrain himself any further, he put his arm around me and offered his heartfelt condolences. He then proceeded to talk about work for ten minutes, and repeated the procedure.
I think he was more traumatised by the experience than I was.
So, Tank, feel free to track down my hair stylist and tell her... if you can. However, it isn't, for reasons that you will now understand, much of a threat. I've since changed salons, and I've now found a he who seems pretty competent.
Oh, and in case any of you are wondering, I didn't need another hair cut until January.
Thanks for the feedback. I'm glad you all liked this!
Now, what on earth can I find to do for an encore????
Chris
