And another quake. Felt bigger this time.
eta: 3.4 this time
Windsparrow, I would go with 15% at a salon, upwards if I thought the stylist did a great job, gave me a little extra scalp massage, stayed late to fit me in. As for the First Aid? I dunno. I guess I'd deduct if his/her behavior made me uncomfortable or I felt like the onus to take care of this person somehow fell on me.
Oh, vw, I am so sorry.
I've never been on steroids so I don't know but how hard is it to deny the cravings, vw?
Not vw, but it was really hard for me. It wasn't a craving so much as a NEED to eat. I seriously wanted to eat my own arm off, and I was only on them for 10 days. I can't imagine what you're going through vw.
It was bad enough for me that when I got a root canal and the doc wanted to give me steriods to help heal, I refused them. He insisted and actually gave me the pills, but I threw them away. It did me no harm not to take them in that instance; it just made my healing time longer.
I was just curious. I think I'd be in serious danger if I ever had to go on steroids. Like Nora, I sometimes feel like I have a second full time job just talking myself out of eating candy or bad for me crap. More often than not I end up talking myself into it, though. "I'm stuffed up. I should have a cookie" or "Today was absolute hell so I deserve cake" or even "I just tripped over my own feet. I need peanut m&ms."
I go to Supercuts or Fantastic Sams quite a bit and I usually end up over-tipping, so I'm not real helpful with the advice on that one.
eek, Sparky!
You can call me Shakey. Hopefully, the ground is done shifting.
More often than not I end up talking myself into it, though. "I'm stuffed up. I should have a cookie" or "Today was absolute hell so I deserve cake" or even "I just tripped over my own feet. I need peanut m&ms."
I do this with shopping. Bad day=need a new purse. I'm trying to stop that.
{{{{vw}}}}
$5 sounds okay, Andi. Your salon is in your town, right? I always tip my hairstylist 20%, but my stylist in MN was a friend and I just got used to that.
No more shakey, quakey ground!
I'm actually halfway impatient to feel my first quake in SF.
It was bad enough for me that when I got a root canal and the doc wanted to give me steriods to help heal, I refused them. He insisted and actually gave me the pills, but I threw them away. It did me no harm not to take them in that instance; it just made my healing time longer.
Heh. My doc was all "feel free to grab a Motrin from the nurse on the way out."