Testing Times for the shaggy of head.
I planned to go for my bi-annual haircut tomorrow-indeed I even deigned to use the telephone! But alas, I am alarmed and put out to discover my hairdresser- Spanish and practically mute- no longer works at the hairdressers I frequent. No amount of pleading with the frosty receptionist could make her reveal where she might have gone neither.
Bah and damnation. The curse of the seven snotty dwarves on it.
This means I will now have no other option but to run the gauntlet of hairdressers in an attempt to replace her with another efficient and practically mute one who doesn't DO head massages.
I suppose I could cut it myself, but I recall doing just that a number of years ago and THEN having to suffer through the indignity of another hairdresser sorting out the mess I made of it.
This has made me most grouchy, and I had already reached my grouch quota of the day by 8:45 in the am. I am now overly grouched. I'm spilling grouch.
Anyone know of a hairdresser who doesn't like talking and who also doesn't offer head massages? ANYONE??