Don’t you hate it when you have your sights set on something – and someone else totally fucks it up?
I booked a hair appointment for this afternoon, and I was really looking forward to it. My hair is already a bit overdue for a cut & colour – and I DO NOT want to spend another day with a floppy mop.
Unfortunately, the receptionist there wrote my appointment on THURSDAY instead of WEDNESDAY. So I get to do this little dance all over again tomorrow. Me and my 3/4″ roots, we are not pleased.
I hate roots. I get em, too. They suck.
HATS!