Thirtysomething

Conversations

Me: I'm not even sure how I'm doing my hair. Maybe all up. Maybe half up.
C: And what, your hairdresser is doing it?
Me: Yeah.
C: And she's coming to the hotel?
Me: He. He's coming to the hotel.
C: He's a fag?
Me (sigh): Yes, he's gay. I live in the city. It's required that you have a gay hair stylist.
C: Oh. (Pause) Do you think he can put my hair up for the wedding?
Me (picking my jaw up off the floor): I don't see why not.

posted by DJ Heavy D @ 1:18 PM