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A couple of night ago, I had way too much fun. That much fun should be absolutely illegal.
My day job is managing a beauty salon on Lee Road - a vibrant street with many small restaurants and pubs. Last Friday evening, a Cleveland Heights non-profit civic organization planned a street festival on Lee Road and arranged 29 live musical acts to perform in various venues: those same pubs, restaurants and the large library at the end of the commercial district. All the retail businesses and services were asked to stay open late and do anything they could to add to the effervescent atmosphere. The party began at 6PM and ended at 10PM with the after party starting at 10 at the largest bar on the strip and going until all hours.
Alma's Healthy Hair Clinic stayed open very late -10.30PM. We handed out 20 pounds of free chocolate, sold Boy Scout popcorn and I gave haircuts in the window. I was amazed as people strolled by. They stopped, stared, pointed, smiled and often waved. It was as if they'd never seen anybody give or receive a haircut before. I understood some of this behavior, especially as the evening wore on and people clearly had more alcohol in their systems. But early on, when the families with small children waved, I was really surprised. Granted, our windows are elevated by a couple of feet, so it really was like being on a stage, but still.
My models, two men and two women were quite attractive, and I looked sort of rock 'n rolly. So maybe it was just the zeitgeist of the evening. Whatever. This morning as I was browsing in the library, a perfectly pleasant college-aged gentleman walked past me, stared, smiled and said, "weren't you the guy giving haircuts in the window last Friday night?"
"Yeah."
"That was cool."
It's so easy to make people happy sometimes.
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