Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Yeah, I banged the gov
Apparently, having not learned my lesson the first time coupled with a serious lack of funds, I put faith in Cost Cutters to trim my bangs and layers. I got stuck with some 12-year-old-could-give-a-fuck who gave me the worst chop job ever then had attitude when I asked her to check the layers. I look like Debra Winger from Terms of Endearment, including the crazy wonk-eye (but I always have that). She then proceeded to charge an extra $15 to blow it out to check the lengths, etc. I am so angry about it I'm sick. When my boyfriend tipped as we cashed out, I almost punched him.