"Would ya watch the hair! Ya know, I spend a long time on my hair and he hit it-- he hit my hair." --Tony Manero (John Travolta) Saturday Night Fever
On the list things that are important in the news industry, it is just below accuracy, fairness, honesty and integrity. I'm talking (quite sarcasticly) about.... hair. Yes. Hair. For the time being, I still have some--- though metal snaps, velcro or a friendship with Sy Sperling probably aren't that far off into my folicle future.
This morning, I was in a huge rush to get everything done before jumping on the air at 5am. I normally spend about 53 seconds on my hair. This morning I only had the chance to spend 13. It was not enough. In fact, on the news it looked like it was styled by the Farrelly brothers.
Why in the world is this hair blog spongeworthy... I mean... blog worthy (is anything really blogworthy?) Well, when the news was OVER. I had several nice people in the newroom say 'what in the world is up with your hair?" I was then informed that we got a viewer email about my hair. Wait, let me me rephrase that. We got a "News Tip" about my hair (our viewer comments come in as "news tips" as if the "news tip" would be: "dear WBZ you may want to investigate the growing problem of David's hair, because it is endangering our kids and causing big problems for the state of Massachusetts).
Here's the "news tip" from Macmum who is a very nice lady who we often quote on air for her great insight: "FYI to David W. Don't mean to be mean, but your hair needs a little help this AM. It's not very flattering when you look straight on at the camera :( ."
In the grand scheme of things, my hair is a little less important than the poor men and women who are going to lose their jobs when the Big 3 goes into a wall like a crash test dummy. But here (or hair?) is my question:
Don't you just hate it when people tell you that you look silly AFTER something important has happened? It's like someone telling you AT THE END of a big date that you have a piece of spinach in your teeth that looks like a more menacing Incredible Hulk.
Anyway, that's my blog. Light and fun and so much less depressing than talking about the economy.
You hit my hair.
Now, tell me if stuff like this happens to you? The dreaded post-meeting "you had a boogie hanging from your nose during your presentation this morning" situation.
