Fringe

 06/21/11  I am sitting in Coffee Bean waiting to meet for a potential preschool music teaching gig.  It would be a couple of times a month for a few hours in the mornings.  We will see how things go.  Last week was a busy one but this week is shaping up to be even busier!  It is only Tuesday!  Yesterday I had three auditions and one was all of the way up near Magic Mountain.  Amazing how it can be twenty degrees warmer inland from where I live.  As I was headed to my last audition, it was so hot, I stopped to get a drink and use the Starbucks restroom, I am waiting on my drink and the song “I shot the Sheriff” comes on the radio just as a girl in cowboy boots and a pink cowboy hat walks in!  Too funny!  Perfect timing!  Two of the three auditions went well.  The last one was not the greatest.  It was for a hair show and I was not willing to change my hair to what they wanted, so I was dismissed.  The stylist asked if I would be willing to do fringe, and he motioned just above his eyebrows almost in a salute.  So, I asked if he meant bangs.  And then was told that we do not call them bangs anymore, and that they are fringe.  Either way, I do not want them!  Have to run, the lady I am meeting with just arrived.