Flattery will get you nowhere
January 29, 2007
On Friday I went to the hairdressers. When I came home, Isabel spotted my lovely new straightened hairdo immediately.
Isabel: Mummy! You're back!
Me: Yes.
Isabel: You look ...different.
Me: (pleased) Yes, I've had my hair cut!
Isabel: (deadpan) It doesn't look very nice.
Me: Oh, thanks!
Charming!
The following day we were on our way out of the house when we saw our next-door-neighbour.
Next-door-neighbour: I like your hair, it looks very nice.
Me: (pleased) Thank you!
Isabel: (brightly) At least somebody likes it Mummy!
Miaow! test
Isabel: Mummy! You're back!
Me: Yes.
Isabel: You look ...different.
Me: (pleased) Yes, I've had my hair cut!
Isabel: (deadpan) It doesn't look very nice.
Me: Oh, thanks!
Charming!
The following day we were on our way out of the house when we saw our next-door-neighbour.
Next-door-neighbour: I like your hair, it looks very nice.
Me: (pleased) Thank you!
Isabel: (brightly) At least somebody likes it Mummy!
Miaow! test
