...which was supposed to take place THIS Saturday...has been rescheduled for the following Saturday. This means that by Monday, I will go from merely shaggy-looking to out-right scraggley looking, and I will spend the remainder of the week being driven crazy by hair falling into my eyes. I guess I should feel lucky that the shop where I have it done was able to fit me in within a week of my original appointment, but I'm still unhappy over the fact that
I had to reschedule it at all. And then tonight,
Dr. Darling actually had the nerve to ask me if I would cut HER hair.
So is a bad haircut a reasonable pay-back for being forced to postpone a badly-needed one?
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