Fake Hair Woes
I was out and about all day, feeling accomplished and proud of myself for getting some solid study time/work done and heading straight to the gym after (discovered a study cafe that I'm obsessed with recently. Will do a post on it soon). It wasn't until I was at my transfer bus stop on my way to the gym that I realized I had my fake ponytail on. The people at my gym have never seen me with fake hair before, and even if I did want to keep it on, which I didn't, it would 100% fall off during tabata class. I had no choice but to take it off at some point before I got to the gym.
I waited until the bus stop was virtually empty except for me and some random dude who was looking in the opposite direction. Quickly, before anyone else could come, I snatched that ponytail off of my head as fast as I could, and sloppily stuffed it into my purse. My purse was full of laptop cords and other things, so the hair was still partially hanging out. Just then, and 아줌마 (middle aged lady) came into the bus stop cubicle, giving me a little bit of side-eye ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ It took everything in me not to burst out laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation.
At least now I know, can't nobody snatch a wig or some weave off my head better than me 🤣🤣🤣