I went to Canada to kayak & wore a dry suit. That's basically a waterproof jumpsuit with tight latex neck and wrist bands. It's not easy to put on & it's even harder to get off. It has a diagonal zipper that runs from one shoulder to the opposite hip, so it takes some yoga-style bending to get in and out.
I was wearing my hair in a French twist held by bent knitting needles, and when trying to take off the suit, the neck band got hung up on my updo. I was stuck with my head inside the suit, completely unable to free myself. I called for help & a friend came to my rescue. Little did I know that things were about to get worse.
She reached inside the neck hole &, before I knew what was happening, she firmly grasped my bun and yanked it with all her might.
I shrieked and pulled away from her. "That was my hair! What did I ever do to you?!" She was aghast, of course. In the meantime, I'm stumbling around with my head still inside this hot, heavy suit, totally blind.
At this point, it was obvious that something had to give, so I managed to stretch my hand up to my head & fumble around till I found the knitting needles & removed them. Once the twist was released, I was able to escape my suit & go about my life.
I can't any be the only one who's found herself (or himself) imprisoned by a bun, stick, fork, or stray tress. Or... can I?
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