Thinning Scissors

The other day, I bought a pair of scissors that hairdressers use. I found them at the pharmacy in the mall. “Thinning scissors?” I mused aloud, which made the Chinese pharmacist come over. “It’s used for shearing your hair.”

“Shearing?”

“You know, thinning your hair at the ends.” She touched her perfectly-thinned hair tips.

“Thinning scissors, then.” I was overcome with a sense of power. I can thin the ends of my hair!

A few hours later, Julien came home from work and gaped at me while I twirled for his benefit. “What did you do to you hair! It’s uneven!”

“I bought thinning scissors!” I snapped it several times infront of his face, hoping to impress.

That was the last time I saw my thinning scissors. He hid it somewhere, and I didn’t have the time to look for it before my flight to Paris.