I just had the WORST day at the beauty parlor.
So I decide to support local commerce and make an appointment at the Kut House which is next to the place where I get glass cut and screens made. My appointment's at 3:30 with Jonah whose been cutting hair for three years (I learn sitting in the chair.) He puts, literally, FIVE DIFFERENT CREAMS AND GELS in my hair throughout the process, not that I need them but with the intention of upselling my haircut. He spends HALF the time sculpting my bangs that if you ask me could use a half inch cut off them. As I get out of the chair and walk to the register to pay $55 +$15 tip, I f***ing slip on all my cut hair and fall on my ass on the floor. Then I get outside and realize MY HAIR IS STILL f***ING WET. And FRIZZY. THEN to top it off while I'm taking selfies to document the treachery of my Kut House experience, some girl yells from the roof of the parking structure, "YOU'RE f***ING UGLY. STOP TAKING SELFIES."
I'm walking the dog to the new pizza restaurant. f*** all y'all.
It's still wet. I could dick them over on yelp but I'm not an asshole.