I only go to my current hairdresser 'cause I actually *like* the person. And yeah, every single visit, something always gets screwed up – dropped combs, shampoo straight in the face, same crap – but I put up with it. Today though, they walked me to the door, total usual send-off, then said 'Be careful' *and shut the door on me*. Like, immediately. My spirit just died a little, honestly. Guess it's time to find a new spot.

From the wall