Negative people.

email from Kamalini Kanapathippillai.

This is something to think about when negative people
 are doing their best to rain on your  parade. So remember
 this story the next time someone who knows nothing and
 cares less tries to make your life miserable.

 A woman was at her hairdresser's getting her hair styled
 for a trip to Rome with her husband. She mentioned the
 trip to the hairdresser who responded:

 "Rome ?  Why would anyone want to go there? It's
 crowded and dirty You're crazy to go to Rome ..
 So, how are you getting  there?"

 "We're flying Continental" was  the reply "we got
 a great rate!"

 "Continental?" exclaimed the hairdresser...
 "that's a terrible  airline. Their planes are old, their
 flight attendants are ugly, and they're always late.
 So, where are you staying in Rome ?"
 
 "We'll be at this exclusive  little place over on Rome's
 Tiber River called Teste."

 "Don't go any further. I know that place. Everybody
 thinks it’s gonna be something special and exclusive,
 but it's really a dump.."
 
 "We're going to go to see the Vatican and maybe
 get to see the Pope."

 "That's rich" laughed the hairdresser. You and a
 million other people trying to see him. He'll look
 the size of an ant.
 Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You're
 going to need it."

 A month later the woman again came in for a hairdo.
 The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome .

 "It was wonderful, explained the woman" not only 
 were we on time in one of Continental's brand new 
 planes, but it was overbooked so they bumped us up 
 to first class. The food and wine were wonderful and 
 I had a handsome 28 year old steward who waited 
 on me hand and foot.
 And the hotel was great! They'd just finished a 
 $5 million refit job and now it's a jewel, the 
 finest hotel in the city. They too were overbooked, 
 so they apologised and  gave us their owner's suite 
 at no extra charge!"

 "Well," muttered the  hairdresser," that's all well
 and good, but I know you didn't get to see the Pope."

 "Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured 
 the Vatican a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder 
 and explained that the Pope likes to meet some of the 
 visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step into his private 
 room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me.
 Sure enough five minutes later the Pope walked through 
 the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke 
 a few words to me."

 "Oh, really! What'd he say?"

 He asked: 

 "Who the ....... did your hair?"