I saved my best laugh for last

Diane,I was dying laughing. You are so funny. I felt horror when I heard you describe the fact that you were under the desk need the urethane. I thought...oh noooo.. And it happened. Then the description of you in the plastic bag was too funny.Thank you for sharing that. Thanks for the topic. This has been really great. :-)Karen> I was contracted to refinish a business desk . I> brought all my supplies to do the job. I put my long> hair into a ponytail thinking that I will know at all> times where my hair is. Not that it takes a walk on it> own but anyways....> I decided to place the gallon of urethane on top of> the office chair. I crawled under the desk as a> mechanic does with a car and I started to work not> thinking of my hair. As I back out and decided to> kneel up in front of the desk my hair was exactly the> height of the can on the office desk. Not thinking and> being so involved with my work I was finishing the> front of the desk and I decided that I needed to back> up a tiny bit to see my work. Of course I felt> something sticky by then. My whole length of hair went> into the can of urethane, If anyone including the ones> that uses Elmers think that urethane is a good hair> product , forget it!!! I screamed my client came> running into the office. He quickly gave me a plastic> bag so that I can place my whole lenght of hair into> the plastic bag and I tied the bag . Now you can> imagine how stupid I look. I race down the roads not> caring if I get a speeding ticket and I quickly ran> home and dip my hair in paint thinnner several times> as the urethane was a oil base product. Then I jump> into the shower and had to wash my hair as least ten> times repeating each shampoo procedure,.This was years> ago and some people still tease me about it.

Thank goodness you're a quick thinker. I haven't had any unfortunate accidents, I'm glad to say.But I have a question for all the Long Haired Ladies - When someone touches the bottom of your hair, can't you feel it - I can.I was on an escalator with friend, and I felt someone touch my "tail" (the tail end of my hair). I whispered what had happened to my friend who was one step above me. Then it happened again, and I asked my friend to tell me who was doing it. She told me it was a woman who was a good twenty years older then I. I expected a little kid to be playing with my hair not some grown-up. I couldn't get off that escalator fast enough, I practically ran. Sure enough it was an older woman. Don't people know we can feel to the bottom of our hair? Do they think it's dead?I'm lost,Debbie