Friday, March 19, 2010
The Customer is Always...
Harold frowned at himself in the mirror and then stopped, because it made his eyebrows look like hungry, book-eating caterpillars. He tried pulling up his top lip to expose his teeth, twisting his mouth to one side and catching his top lip under his bottom row of teeth. It was only then he realised the stylist had finished his conversation and was stood behind him, staring at Harold's gurning in the mirror.
"You've got lovely hair," said Gerald, electing to pretend there was nothing unusual about Harold's activity. The customer was always right, they said, especially when they were rich. "How would you like it styled?"
"Elegantly," said Harold. "Like a pirate."
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