Ten Dollar Haircut

I woke up this morning at 8.30, the earliest I've been up since Bonnaroo (you often wake in a pool of sweat by 9.30a), to go to a quarter-sale in Winona with Justin. I met him in Centerville and we were off. The quarter-sale was located in a Goodwill-esque building just outside the downtown. We walked in to find a good amount of women, mostly mothers, shopping to their hearts' content. While looking at some pants, a guy walked up to us and said something along the lines of "You know it's a fucking quarter-sale with all these women just shopping until they can't hold anything else." We observed our surroundings, laughed and parted ways. Justin and I also ran into Diane Thatcher, the director for the high school plays. Despite planning this days in advance, we didn't spend a dime. We left, slightly disappointed in the selection of items (mostly clothes, some pillows and a rod-less curtain a lady said we could have for a quarter). Desperately looking for something to do, as to not waste our morning, we went to His & Her's Beauty Salon and I got a hair cut for $9.95.