I am blind. Nearly. Well, sort of. I am one of those people who pay loads of cash so my "coke bottle" lenses will be be deceivingly thin. Most days, I just prefer my contacts. Perhaps one day I will be brave enough to have a go at Lasik surgery, but until then, shenanigans like the following will continue...
It should have been simple. It should have been easy. It should have just the way it has always been. You see, my lovely, eco-friendly shampoo and conditioner are packaged in nearly identical bottles. Except for the small print labeling them "shampoo" and "conditioner," its rather difficult to tell them apart. Since I obviously don't shower with glasses, I have a system: shampoo on the left, conditioner on the right. Left to right. Like reading. Foolproof. Almost.
Things were going along swimmingly as I first lathered my hair and rinsed. I reached for the 2nd bottle. The right one. As I am applying the conditioner, I am surprised that my hair still feels rather soapy. Strange. Granted I was still rather tired so perhaps I forgot to rinse the shampoo out of my hair? I fully rinse and try again with the bottle on the right. I find myself richly lathered. Again. I am still groggy. I can't recall if I used the bottle on the left or the bottle on the right. I assumed one of the girls switched the bottles during their shower the evening before. Rinsing again. This time, I go left. Argh! Fully soaped! Seriously, what the heck is going on here??? I violently take hold of both bottles clutching them as close to my feeble eyes as possible only to discover they BOTH say "shampoo!" Super. I have just shampooed my hair four times and there is no conditioner in sight (no pun intended).
The jig is up. I call for hubby. "Where in God's green earth is the conditioner???!!!"
He laughs. Then smugly replies, "It's on the other side."
Seriously. Don't mess with my system. What a mean trick to pull on a blind girl before her morning joe.
But on the bright side... my hair is really clean.
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