Sunday, December 21, 2003
My good heart will be the death of me |2:09 PM|
Saturday was filled with Good Samaritan acts. I am a proud person, so I will relate them here.

On the 183 flyover here in town, a car had tire blowout. They were now trapped on this bridge with very little room, and people drive like maniacs up there.
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Karma at the haircutters
I was at the barbershop, finally taking care of hair that was beginning to resemble a bird's nest. (Portal Star had recently said "You're getting a mullet..." and I got to the barbershop as quickly as possible.) While I was there, a guy was paying for his haircut, and as he was handed his change he spoke up.

Doofus: "Hey, you didn't offer me any hair products, I want my haircut for free."

The barber was this tiny, skinny Asian woman who seemed flabbergasted. She briefly debated with him about how they'd discussed products, and the guy disagreed that it was the same as suggesting a purchase. The manager (Who was getting a hair cut at the same time) said that yes, he would get his haircut for free. It was the first time the shop had had to give a haircut away.

Doofus: "Nothing personal!" (He exclaimed) "I liked the haircut. I'll come back!"

Clearly the guy was trying to justify his status as an asshole. It wasn't him, it was the rules! It took them some time to make the register cough up the cash, and give him the receipt for zero. He left, and I walked up to the counter. I asked how much the haircut had been, and tried to pay for it. They refused, and I insisted. They still refused. The woman actually gave me a hug, saying I was such a nice guy. The conversation in the shop became about how you always get one good guy, and one bad guy. The bad guy here was going "be cursed with bad karma" and "has an appointment for a coloring next week".
Christ, I don't want to be that guy.



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