Opinions wanted!

I can’t be the only one who has people in their life always ready to give their opinion, whether asked for it or not. 

In fact I know there's plenty of them out there. 

Take my wonderful hairdresser the lovely Liz, who's been through some personal issues lately, she and her boyfriend had to move in with her mum for a while while her new business got on its feet and she’s had problems conceiving which has caused her bad upset. Because of this she’s put a bit of weight on.

She was doing a client’s hair the other day. Let’s call the said client The Cow.

‘Are you pregnant?’ The Cow asked.

No, I’ve put a bit of weight on that’s all.

‘Really? ‘cos I was saying to John the other day wasn’t I John, that Elizabeth’s stomach looks quite big I wonder if she’s pregnant,’ trills The Cow, turning to poor John who sitting in reception like an (embarrassed) nit.

I’m having problems getting pregnant, so no. I wish.

‘Are you sure? Because you look pregnant to me.’

I can’t have children.

‘You must be though, just look at you….’

On and on she went.

Jesus. Talk about liking the sound of your own voice and digging yourself deeper into a hole as you blurt on.

I told Liz I’d have stabbed The Cow with a pair of scissors but she insists that would be unprofessional and bad for business.

Then yesterday I put a picture of the actor Chris Noth on my Facebook page, mainly because he’s hot.

One Facebook Friend (different from the real world friends I have, even the crappy ones) started on about how she hated Chris, that he made a pass at her friend years ago when she interviewed him.  

So? I said. 

Man asking woman out on date shocker. That’s awful.

‘But…the cheek!’ She raged.

Oh bugger off.