Me: I don't know if we'll survive until the election.
Hairdresser: I know what you mean. The first time my husband ran [he is the president of the bricklayers' union], it was right after we got married. I thought, "If it's going to be like this all the time, I'm going to have to divorce him." He was cranky and snappish.
Me: Did it end when the election was over?
Hairdresser: Oh yes. He was fine after that. So now I know [he is about to run in his fourth election] just to wait it out.
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And this from a woman who wields scissors for a living? She must self-medicate with valium.
ReplyDeleteShe tells him not to take it out on her when he is cranky. I think if someone wants to be cranky and sulky, he should go off by himself and not bother the rest of us!
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