The woman that cuts my hair calls me Julie!
I’m not sure where or when the mistake began. I KNOW I introduced myself as Claire, but somewhere between my first and third haircut, she started calling me Julie.
I clearly remember sitting in the waiting area at the salon (around my fourth appointment) when she called “ok Julie – you’re up” – as I leapt to me feet, my bemused girlfriend said “you’re not Julie” and I simply said “well, here I am”!
The best part of being a fictitious Julie is that I have now made up an entirely fictitious life to chat about with my hairdresser.
Julie has been married for close to 25 years to her high school sweetheart (I am not).
Julie has three strapping, grown up kids (I do not)
And Julie is looking forward to retiring from her career (“desk job”) in a couple of years (I wish)!
Now all of this is an out and out lie – but for some reason, I don’t feel bad.
It’s not hurting anyone and I have – I feel rather deftly – avoided that awkward point in our relationship where I would have had to point out to my lovely hairdresser that my name is actually Claire.
So when is lying ok??
The BCC has a lying ethics guide – which I have read (no lie) – but it feels onerous.
I know I know.. honesty is the best policy. Seriously people I know.
But this feels so harmless..
What do you think?!