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Wherever there's a Complete Tool, I'll follow closely behind with my anonymous bitching. 'Cuz that'll show 'em.

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Friday, January 29, 2010

Holy Crap, I'm A Girl!

I don't have anything immature and angry to say about anyone during my day.  I was mentally composing a hate-filled diatribe about EmployeeVonMunchausen, but then I had my hair appointment and I just wasn't feeling it anymore.

I usually get my hair cut at whatever major chain of $10-Hack-Jobs-R-Us is most convenient at the time I work up the nerve to do it.  Recently, though, I remembered when I used to actually go to a person and not a shop to get my hair cut.  I missed those days. 

Especially when you consider the negative experiences I've had at these shops.  Pretty much everyone has to comment in a complaining manner about all the hair I have.  Yep, it's a lot.  It sure would be nice if someone who's job it is to cut hair were here.....idiot.

I've been outright told that my hair "was going to be a nightmare".  This is the same chick that told me that I have creepy zombie eyes and that she would be afraid to meet up with me in a dark alley.  Hmmm....you should be, but not because my eyes will shoot zombie lasers at you.

So I've been bugging every girl I know (who has good hair) for a recommendation.  The places these girls were going to were out of the way, or they were booked for months, or their recommendations weren't all that convincing.  I was getting frustrated.

Then Mr. A had a hair appointment with the wife of a coworker a few weeks ago.  I took him to the appointment and I liked her little shop, so we set up an appointment to do my hair.

My hair...is a fucking tool.  Okay, I will bitch a little.  Zombie lady was totally right.  It's completely ridiculous and a nightmare.  It's really straight and nice in the front, then all curly/wavy/birdnesty/ratty/clowny in the back.  It's really hard for me to do anything with, as you can imagine, so I just stopped caring about it. 

I had been curious about getting my hair straightened chemically for a while, but was always too chicken to do it.  Well, and I didn't have a hair lady before, so it was out of the question anyway, because you don't let just anyone do that to your head.  Especially when they're afraid of your creepy zombiness.

So, I would do a before/after, but I don't really have a 'before' that shows how nasty the back of my head was.  So here's a bunch of 'after'.


 

And then my girl hears the webcam and wants to get in on the action:

 

And then she proceeds to ham it up:

  

 
  

 



Someone is a total camera hog.

4 comments:

*mary* said...

I also have a terrible time trying to get a decent haircut. I hate it. Your cut turned out well! And hopefully you didn't get any idiotic zombie comments in the process. (Seriously, WTF? You do not have zombie eyes, and who the hell says such a thing anyway? Weird.)

Awesomeness said...

Thanks Mary. I don't really know what kind of person tells someone they have zombie eyes, but that day I guessed it was the kind of person that didn't want a tip. :)

Candice said...

I think your hair looks great! So thik and pretty.

Sounds like your stylist wasn't necessarily working on her tip with her comments. You should have kicked that bitch in her twat.

Awesomeness said...

Thanks Candice. She made it look good, but we'll see if I can keep it up...

If I'm ever rich, then she can follow me around all day.

The zombie lady was from one of those cheap-o places. I never went back there. I figured that kicking her in the box while she had scissors to my hair was probably a bad idea.

Especially if she thought of it as a zombie attack. I would've probably gotten some scissors-to-the-jugular action out of it.