Why I hate getting haircuts
Just so you know, I'm fully aware of how PETTY this is, but If I don't vent I'll pop, and there's enough mess in my house.
Okay-- I accept that I can't afford to get a decent hair stylist. It just ain't in my budget.
I also accept that it is a crap shoot every time I go to the Cheap Cuts at the local MegaMart. C'mon, if they were any good at the job they'd be working at a better joint. (I've gotten lousy cuts at the better joints!)
I accept that.
Be come ON. When I walk in with THREE pictures front, side, and back of the style I want and the cutter can't seem to come even close, I have a right to be annoyed.
But hey, let's add insult to the injury and REALLY piss Pat off. The cutter not only gave me a look where for the next three weeks I'll be mistaken for Zippy the Pinhead, but asked if I wanted it blow dried.
Silly me, I forgot to ask if that cost extra. I thought she was just being nice so I wouldn't catch cold when I left the store. When it came time to pay up and I questioned the higher charge, she gave me one of those looks that informed me I was a moron for not knowing.
Too bad for her. The money I so carefully budget that would have gone to her tip--I tip well when I can, even for a bad haircut, knowing that it could certainly be worse on a future visit--went to pay for a blow dry & "styling".
How the hell much styling can be done on a disaster that's a millimeter off from being a Marine buzz cut??? Not a lot, but boy, do they charge for it.
The good thing about this is that today I learned to say NO to any suggestions from a "stylist". Those can be expensive. I really should have known better, but I'm just too damned trusting of people who handle sharp objects around my head.
The other good thing is that though I'll have to return in a few months to another cutting crap shoot, chances are good the same person won't be there. I HAVE had good cuts at this place, but not today. If you come to my house and notice sheets covering the mirrors, it is not because I've turned vampire, it's because I can't stand to look at myself.
I'd just wind up pissed all over again and grinding my teeth, and I need those for other things, like chewing nails for fun.
Please, do NOT recommend some place to get my hair done, there's not enough left on me to cover a scabby gerbil.