Bear and I jogged to the bus stop today. We were less than a minute from missing the bus, but no worries, we made it. Good times.
Our driver this morning was a chatty little thing. He made a comment to the lady in the front seat that struck me.
“I bet your hair stylist isn’t as talkative as I am,” he joked.
“I don’t know,” she said. “She’s pretty talkative.”
Is this a standing perception of hair stylists?