No Poo
Today I noticed that my husband’s hair was looking a bit funny. When I touched it, I realized it felt funny too. “What’s up with your hair?” I asked.
“I’m doing an experiment. How does it look?” He lowered his head so the I could get a good look at it.
“What kind of experiment?”
“I’ve stopped washing my hair. I just wet my head and rub it really hard. I think it’s working.”
“How long has it been since you’ve washed your hair?” I asked. Why he would do this experiment is beyond me?
“It’s been a week.”
A week too long. I had been wondering why his hair had been sticking up in all directions more than usual. “You should wash it.” I told him.
He grimaced and left the room.
I somehow doubt he’ll wash it tomorrow.
Just a minute ago he told me that he tried this experiment before and his family knows all about it. I assume it didn’t work then either.
