fuzzy wuzzy was a bear

[certainthings]

Walked down the street to a local hairdresser/spa type place. Said, I'd like my hair cut, please.

All right, they said. It'll be a few minutes.

How much do you want off, she asked.

A few inches, I replied.

Then several minutes later, a lot more than a few inches was gone.

Ugh.

I mean, my hair needed it. It was all dry and split-endy. And I don't think it looks bad. However, it's a lot shorter than I wanted it.

I just, I don't understand why they do that. Every time. No matter where you go. A couple/few inches turns into several inches.

Ehh.

At least it'll grow back.

Comments

[cloex-brosluvr.livejournal.com]

I'm lucky, my sister cuts my hair. I know where she lives so she knows not to screw up my hair. :D

[certainthings.livejournal.com]

do you ever hit her after she cuts it?

[cloex-brosluvr.livejournal.com]

Nope.