||01-26-2009 01:59 PM
So, I work on the 2nd floor of an office complex in Wichita. The 2nd floor has business's like insurance, investment, energy, etc. The 3rd floor is primarily for hair salons, massage therapy, photography, and the like.
Right above my office, there is a hair salon that I go to out of sheer convenience. Earlier today, I hear music blaring above me - fkg rap - and I can't figure wtf is going on. I let it play out for about 10 minutes and then it just starts to fkn annoy me. I'm trying to have a phone conversation and I'm hearing Lil Whayne in the background:cuss:
Anyhoo, I walk up to the 3rd floor salon, and there are no lights on. Initially, I thought maybe they might have some construction workers doing something for them, since they are closed on Monday's - but, where's the lights?. I knock on the door - no answer. I then proceed to walk in and turn the corner to the salon area. And then, I see it. There is a woman, buck naked, blowing a guy in a barber chair. The dude makes eye contact with me.
ChiTown "Uhh, sorry bout that".
Dude: "Uuh, Uuh, babe" (and points at me)
Chick (turning around to see what it is): "F*&^!" (and makes some guttural shrieking noise, while trying to cover herself up)
That's the some total of that conversation. Ok, here's where it get's weird.
A. Fkg lock the gdamn door next time you dumbfug's
B. Chick = Owner of the Salon
C. Dude does not equal her husband, whom I have met before
D. Chick = Gal who cuts my hair
E. I have an appointment with her to cut my hair on Friday:doh!:
Before you ask, yes, she has a very nice ass, and a decent set of knockers. I have totally blocked out any image of the man's penis. I need a drink.........