I’m an American. So, according to popular culture, I also consume mass quantities of bacon.
Do I like bacon? Yes, I do like bacon. I have my preference on how it’s cooked, though.
I like my bacon crispy. Crunchy, even. Something I can eat from the palm of my hand without worrying about cleanup.
I don’t, however, like my hair cooked in the same manner.
I found out this morning that a few little quirks my hair dryer had been showing off lately weren’t just little cutesy personality issues.
And it almost came at the expense of my safety.
First, it stopped midway through my daily drying. It had done the same thing a few times in the past, but it always revved back up to do its job. And since I’m a cheapskate, I wasn’t about to go buying a new hair dryer just because this one decided to stop working approximately 33.3333333% of the time.
As it started back up again, I turned my head upside down to add a little volume. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw what I thought was a bug.
Gee, I thought. This is the wrong time of year for lightning bugs.
I kept going, but then I saw a few more “lightning bugs” and realized that the stinkin’ hair dryer was throwing sparks. A couple of flashes of light and one teeny, tiny, toasty little spot on the back of my scalp later, it whimpered and gave off its last breath.
The smell was really interesting. (By the way, my scalp is fine. I just had one little spot that felt like, well, I had been popped with hot bacon grease.)
So, it was time to add an unplanned item to my “List O’ Things To Buy Today.”
You’re probably thinking, “It’s just a hair dryer. No big deal.”
Well, I have a few considerations to…consider.
First of all, I have really, really thick hair. Every hair dresser I’ve even been to has said the same thing.
“You have really thick hair.”
(That’s a lie. One of them said, “Your hair holds water really well.” I didn’t quite know if it was a statement, a compliment, or a sly plan by a doomsday prepper eyeing a plot on my scalp for water storage in the event of a disaster.)
So, whatever hair drying device I purchase has to have some serious power.
After a little bit of searching this morning after my regular grocery run, I think I found it.
My hair (and scalp) are in good shape now, thank you. Maybe I’ll see if I can revive the old hair dryer for the sole purpose cooking crispy, flame-kissed bacon.