So yesterday I went to get my hair done at a salon near my sister's house. I had never been there before but was put with a young, blonde stylist who was fairly adept at doing hair and almost as adept at making small talk. We're chatting it up and our conversation went something like this:
ME: Yeah I'm being deployed next year but I'll be in Qatar so I'm not too worried.
HAIRDRESSER: Where's Qatar?
ME: The Arabian Peninsula.
HD: Wow, that stinks!
ME: Yeah but I can't complain. At least it's not Baghdad.
HD: Yeah, or Iraq!
Definitely the highlight of my day.
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