How to dry your hair!
When in a rush, think it through!
Back in early 1980s, my ex Mark and I were taking a trip back to his parents place in Manitoba. We did this trip quite often. Sometimes we had enough time to stop at Shoal Lake and take a swim to cool down. This particular day was extremely hot, and we noticed clouds were building into a big storm to the east.
We stopped at the lake and got changed. We both went into the water and cooled down. We noticed that the storm was moving closer and decided that we should probably get going. As we were getting dressed, Mark realized that we were supposed to be at his parents place for supper, so we had to get a move on.
As we reached the Highway, Mark thought it would be a good idea to stick his head out his driver side window to dry his hair. He was looking over at me, and thinking he was so smart and exclaiming, “This is great I don’t have to style it or anything!” He stuck his head back out his driver’s window.
Within a minute I heard him spitting and swearing. He quickly pulled over to the side of the road and stopped the car. He opened his door and yelled, “Quick! Get me some water!” I asked him what was wrong, and when he looked at me, he had the perfect imprint of a moth‘s wings on his lips from his nose to his chin. He looked at himself in the rear view mirror and then he continued spitting moth guts out of his mouth. I started laughing uncontrollably. I could barely hand him the water jug.
He proceeded to pour the water across his face to wash off the wing powder and guts. In the process he soaked his hair again. He used a towel to scrape off any remaining residue. Shortly after, we pulled back onto the highway. Within a minute I said, “Hey Mark, wouldn’t it be a great idea if you stuck your head out the car window to dry your hair? But, this time, close your mouth!”
I literally got the ‘that’s not funny’ stare from him.
The second we pulled in to his parents house and went inside, his mom asked if we were hungry. They had waited only a few extra minutes for our arrival. I swiftly replied, “Well, I am hungry, but Mark ate a moth on the way here, so I don’t think he’ll be eating anytime soon!”
He immediately went to the washroom, got his toothbrush and proceeded to check his teeth one more time. I couldn’t help but explain it all to his family as he was in the washroom. We all had a good laugh. He never tried that again.
