"$75 with codgee," the receptionist said.
"$75 with codgee."
What's codgee, some special fancy treatment? How much without codgee?
Finally she gestured to a stack of cards. Oh! Codji is the person who cuts my kind of hair.
OK, well if anyone cancels, let me know, eh? I went on to the bank & up 4th Street. And passed a hair place that looked nice & neighborhood, with a lot of sharp young Puerto Ricans & fun music. I sat right down & 20 minutes later Jasmine turned me into the person on the right. And it was only $30. I gave her $40, which apparently was a surprising tip, because she followed me to the corner blowing kisses. Well, not quite, but she did ask my name & thank me loudly.
Ha ha, Johnny didn't notice! I'm vindicated for all the times I didn't notice his haircuts, which have never involved cutting a foot of hair.