Dissatisfied customer

I apologise for the hopelessness of my previous entry. I think all blogs should start with a cheery merrychristmassy I love you and you love me note(least I'll try from now on) so here goes. Hello! I love you and you love me! Happy Deepavali!

So I was at the hair salon just now to get my hair cut. And I was sitting there looking at my hair being cut and wondering where I should look at. Should I look at myself in the mirror(which would make me look damn narcissistic) or should I look at the stylist(which would make me look homosexual) or should I focus on some random object like the ass of the female stylist behind me? I was confused on where to rest my gaze so I decided to just close my eyes.

After my hair was cut, I opened my eyes and looked into the mirror and saw an overaged and oversized school kid in the mirror. With short sloped hair and shaved sideburns. I would have stabbed him with a dildo if I had one at that time man.

He then proceeded to wash my hair and dry it and when the hairstylist was helping me dry my hair he asked me "After you wash your hair do you dry with towel or with hairdryer?"

"Only Towel."

He then went on to contort his face like I had just SHITTED ON THE FLOOR and rolled his face on it a couple of times(if only I could, if only i could...).

"NO!! CANNOT!! Your hair is curly so must blow dry or else if natural dry will be very curly!" And he said that like curly hair was some disease like AIDS. Do I even need to worry about that now since you cut my hair so friggin short? And that stupid dumbass dickhead charged me 16 bucks for it. He doesn't deserve 16 bucks man, that haircut's not even worth 16 cents.

So for the rest of the month, I'm gonna look like a tweed with a $0.16 haircut.

I WANT MY HAIR BACK!