So I bought it.
And I used it.
And I liked it.
Until my local store stopped stocking it.
I stood in the aisle for another unspecified period of time and found a product, same brand, that was slightly different.
So I bought it.
And I used it.
And I liked it.
Until my local store stopped stocking it.
I stood in the aisle for yet another unspecified period of time and found a product I thought might be OK. I tried it; it was OK. I tried something else; it was less OK. So I went back to the OK one.
So I bought it.
And I used it.
And I liked(ish) it.
Until my local store stopped stocking it.
This week I stood in the aisle for one more unspecified period of time. On my lunch hour. I desperately searched for a product even sort of close to what I wanted. If only I had been looking for heat-activated replenishing conditioner for frizzy, dyed-brunette, medium-body hair with split ends...Cake is what that would have been.
Finally...
I found it.
Pomade. Just like I used three products ago.
*Sigh.* Happiness.
So I bought it.
And I used it.
And I liked it.
Too bad it's men's hair product infused with what I would describe as vurrry nice cologne.
1 comments:
I meant to comment on this like two weeks ago when I first read it but... yeah... life got in the way :-).
This truly made me laugh out loud!
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