Haircut Day And Keith’s Ticket Scheme (Part 1)

Too Much To Write

There is so much buzz about me that I don’t know when or where to begin. In buzz I mean both having no spare time in which I always have something to do and I also mean that there is much to write of and little time.

I wish I could have had the will to begin as soon as I got home but that would have meant postponing the Gym until a further time and I’d already done that last weekend. After the Gym I had time to eat and watch ‘The Footy Show’ as planned and now after a short shower to brush my teeth I am ready. Hereto I shall begin with late chronology and what will seem stale bread.

Haircut And Errands

The story we shall pick up when heading to Campbelltown Mall on Sunday afternoon and the reason for this venture was chiefly to get my haircut. Having Keith and Shawn with me (I think it was Shawn or Ralf, look up in chronology) we headed to the hairdresser only to see the seats full and the ladies swamped with work. Asking how long the wait would be I was guaranteed a spot within ten minutes so we had a little walk around the complex. Heading to the Newsagent I had two errands for Keith to run whilst I was getting my hair done.

The first was the simplest of dropping off my unfinished read from the ‘Shakespeare History Plays’. The second bid of errant was for Keith to head to Macarthur Square in which he would buy me a weekly train ticket for work. Explaining to him exactly what I needed over and over again I feel that I confused him and made him self-conscious of making a mistake. That’s the reason why Keith turned down the crusade as he wasn’t confident he would get it right but as I started getting my haircut he wandered off to his own cause and completed my errands.

The haircut was running smoothly as I got my usual undercut and trim of my shoulder length hair. Receiving a soothing rinse, shampoo and condition before getting my first snip of hair taken off I enjoyed the service as per usual. The lady and I were fairly talkative as the weather was a good equivocal subject to speak of. Advising Keith that my haircut would only take ten minutes I had him waiting for a little while when he came back from his errands.

The haircut would have taken at least half an hour and then as I questioned them about a reoccurring hair strength problem we tried out some gels and blow dried my hair. My problem was that my hair wasn’t weighed down enough with Brylcreem and I needed something that would put that weight in my hair so that it would look dry and fluffy and it also wouldn’t be along the extremities of moisture.

Trying a gel and blow drying my hair I was surprised somewhat at how my hair eventually turned out and even though it wasn’t my desired effect I enjoyed the slight curl and lush thickness it gave to my hair. However, I stopped the lady midway through her treatment to her hair as I was being pestered by impatient eyes. Paying my thirteen dollars for the haircut I was content about the fact that I didn’t have to pay excess for the further trial treatment to my hair. That’s why I like going to this hairdresser, however, I do quite take a fancy to the suave hairdresser at Bradbury Shops.

Crazy Love And Tatton’s Mystery Girl

Leaving the Mall and paying back Keith for buying me a train ticket we headed to Sanity so I could check out that song ‘Crazy Love’. There was no luck there as we headed back out to the carpark and in our little journey I noticed Yazmin, Tatton’s sister. Speaking of Tatton, I called him on Sunday for some oddball reason, I think it was to invite him out for the night. Anyway, my cares weren’t worn on his coming out because I couldn’t give a shit but I think it would have been one extra pair of legs.

Nevertheless, when Tatton told Shawn that he couldn’t come out for the night I had him put me onto Tatton. What actually happened is Keith passed the phone over to me so he didn’t have to speak with Tatton and as I had heard some rumors about Tatton and this girl that he likes I thought I would put them to rest. From what I hear, she is a girl that he met from TAFE and each weekend they go out to the bowling club.

When Tatton was sick in hospital a couple of days ago she was the first to see him and when we were driving home on the weekend and noticed Tatton walking alone with her it seemed like they were heading to his house. So, we wanted to know if he was going out with her, how strong they were as friends and if she stayed over for the night. Basically, we wanted to know if he was getting ‘jiggy wit it’ but he kept his usual composure and shed no light on the topic.

Waiting For Ralf

Arriving back home from my little agenda at around 3:00 p.m. or later I relaxed until I started to write in my diary an hour later. The mood for the night wasn’t uncertain, neither of us knew what was happening but we were hoping for some action. The thought of heading to see ‘Star Wars’ was playing on our minds however, Ralf was out seeing his brother Wilfrid in jail and I was supposed to head out with him.

As time passed me and Keith started to wonder what Ralf could possibly be doing as after 7:00 p.m. surely the hours of visiting would be closed. Anyway, to cut a long story short, Keith came over my house later and we planned a movie night. Calling Shawn up he didn’t want to come out but because we were thinking of heading out to some club afterwards he asked for us to pick him up.

To make it shorter, we bypassed waiting for Ralf as we headed to the movies, myself dressed in my polo neck sweater, black pants and new black shoes. I thought with my hair also out I would be overdressed for the movies but it was a big movie and it seemed like the long night movies were on for the night so heaps of people would be there.

I was right in the amount of people being at Greater Union that night but I feel I was persuaded and tricked into being too overdressed. Keith told me to wear nightclub clothes to the movies as he would also be doing the same in the event that we didn’t have to prepare ourselves. This sounded all too straight forward but when Keith wear less than his usual leather jacket I felt a bit like a thumb sticking out amongst the fingers.

Despite my conscience and self-conscious perceptions that everyone was judging me, I kept my calm as we walked up to the counter to buy our tickets. Keith had a movie pass with meant he could get us a ticket each for half the price and that came in pretty handy to me. Just as we were about to buy our tickets Keith pulled out because he had received a call from Ralf. Basically Ralf was informing us that he would be up at the movies soon to buy a ticket so out of the line we jumped and waited for him.

More and more time passed as we continued to hesitantly stall for time but undue stress induced our need to buy tickets. Time was running out and we didn’t want the movie to sell out so we decided to buy tickets. Seconds later Ralf showed up with five minutes to spare and they were already letting people in. You can never trust this guy with time, Ralf, the sheep of all black hypocrisies.

Keith’s Refund Scheme

Making our way into Cinema Seven to see Star Wars we hopped into some seats in the middle and waited for the prescreens to appear. What really caught my attention was the movie ‘Austin Powers, the spy who shagged me’ in which we are going to check it out on Thursday and also the great story of ‘The Mummy’ where the special effects look fantastic. Keith and I had our ticket ripped on entry but as Ralf still had his ticket of whole Keith wanted to put forth another scam.

Continually he told Ralf that he could get him a refund for his ticket in which he would get his money back by heading to the counter and then heading back into the movie with his stub. However, Ralf was negligent to his persistency and was persistent in his nature to say no despite Keith’s will to get him his money back and make some profits for himself.

In the meantime, a guy asked if the seat next to me was taken and as it was empty I felt obliged to let him take a seat. Shortly after his lady came and sat next to him and a few minutes later he turned to me and acknowledged that he knew me from Olympus Gym. As we started to chat I also mentioned that I knew him and his lady friend from the Gym, she was blonde and she had great eyes or great eye contact with her keen smile.

After seeing a flash of a full ticket in the man’s hand Keith decided to try his luck and making himself feel like Al Capone again by doing the undone. As Keith would have been making money out of a scam and making it seem like he was lending money out to someone who would pay dividends in return, Keith asked the guy if he wanted Keith to get him a refund. Being a fool to turn down that opportunity Keith left for his deed as me and the guy talked some more about Olympus Gym and the people from there.

Keith turned up some minutes later and handed the guy his money in which he received praise and was called a champ. The guy was going to give Keith half of the money he acquired but since he couldn’t break the note he was quick to score a business card from his hip pocket. Working as a limousine driver Keith was told that if he called him at that number he would set him up decently for a night in a limousine and as Keith is trying to set a date with Tamsen in three weeks time, that might come in handy.

Keith’s Cruise Plan For Tamsen

Get this, Keith wants to take Tamsen on a cruise from Parramatta to Sydney where there will be a five star course dinner and nightclub. From what I have seen in Tamsen’s responses she doesn’t want anything to do with Keith and if Keith brings in the element of surprise he’s only going to have his whole night of planning ruined.

However, if Keith is the one to complain about how much planning he had gone to (Like I figure he would) instead of taking it on the chin then he might just pressure Tamsen into heading out, just like he did to get the date in the first place. Min-Su and Jett seem to be Keith’s link right now to Tamsen because Keith has to leave her alone for three weeks to get his reward.