A Burning Issue…

Today, while at work I was standing beside my desk, talking to my boss when I started to smell something burning. I couldn’t figure out what would be burning. Then, out of the corner of my eye I saw smoke… smoke that was REALLY close to me. At that moment I realized that my hair was on fire! So I said to my boss, “My hair is on fire.” And he said, “No, it’s not.” And I said… “Yes it is!!!” At that moment a co-worker came down the hall from her office and asked, “What’s that smell?” I assured her not to worry… that it was just the scent of burning hair! Ok… so it wasn’t actually on fire but it really was burning since apparently I got too close to a candle. I immediately smothered whatever smoldering my hair was still doing by diligently squeezing it with my hands. Let’s not blow it out of proportion… it was just a small chunk of hair… but it was significantly singed and I had to deal with the reeky scent of burned hair all day. Nasty.

On the bright side, this afternoon I was the recipient of a lovely new, fresh spring haircut.