Have you heard of the tired out excuse and possibly never used excuse, "No, I can't go. I've got to wash my hair." We think it's nonsense. What in the world could cause the hair washing process to take so long?
Well, hang on to your shower caps, and listen to this.
I was washing my hair last night. It was kind of tangled because I'd been swimming in the lake and that tends to happen to me and my hair. It's an easy problem to solve, though. I need only wash and condition my tresses to return to the glorious swish of unmanageability that is my hair style.
There I am, washing my hair, but it doesn't feel any cleaner. In fact, it kind of feels like I've made it dirtier, as if there's more oil in it or something.
Obeying the laws printed on the side of bottles, and going from memory about this particular law, I rinsed and repeated. Once again, it wasn't feeling cleaner, but it did feel softer and the tangles started loosening. So I figured one more time would loosen the rest of them and it would have to be getting cleaner. I'd just go on to the conditioner and perhaps that would make it all work out.
So I picked up the bottle of conditioner and, guess what! It wasn't conditioner at all. It was shampoo. Suddenly it all made sense.
I was kind of laughing at myself while I was actually succeeding in washing my hair because I believe there is a family tendency to misinterpret the whole shampoo versus conditioner issue.
Here's the scoop:
BellyRub worked at the Poo Factory for a while. The Poo Factory bottled shampoo and conditioner and moisturizer (you get the idea) for hotels and companies. When the packaging wasn't just right, the product was discarded and the employees could take it home. (I've got a lifetime supply of Jet-Dry for my dishwasher and enough bars of tiny soap to have 100 gnomes for an overnight and a shower and still be able to have some soap of my own, too.)
BellyRub brought the soap and moisturizer and goodies out to family functions. The most prized goodies were the full-sized products. To get a whole bottle of liquid soap was cool. A whole bunch of whole bottles was even cooler.
BellyRub brought home these full-sized Head and Shoulders tubes. My mom collected them up and one was in the shower. Dr.Dad got in the shower to wash his hair. He used the full-sized Head and Shoulders stuff.
He'd been using the stuff for about a week when he mentioned to PTAMom, "You know, that Head and Shoulders shampoo that BellyRub brought home just doesn't foam." Here's where you should look for the family resemblance.
It wasn't shampoo. It was conditioner.
The real mystery is why it was in the shower anyway. My father doesn't use conditioner.
Nevertheless, it always makes BellyRub and me laugh when we say to each other for whatever reason, "You know, it just doesn't foam."
