Damn split ends
Bad Hair Day #1
Many of you already know about my breakup with Roots hair salon, but for those you that don't, here's a recap.
Marty (remember over-achiever, leave-behind dater) was my hair stylist's brother in law. Let's just say it didn't work out so I really don't want her to take scissors to my hair. They're Italian and well, the "family" is real important so I don't want to mess with that. It's the risk you take when getting set up...
In search of a new hair salon, I ask the work girls. I get a glowing referral to place called J Gordon on Clark.
Appointment made. It's been 6 months since I've had a haircut so I'm ready!
Bad Hair Day #2
Last night was my hair appointment at the new place with the new stylist. I was expecting to pay a little more, sit in the chair a little longer explaining my do, but what I wasn't expecting was my ex-bf's new gf to be my new stylist!
Yes, I'm serious.
Old bf's new gf is now holding the scissors. Of all the salons, stylists in this supposedly big city, I just happen to be in her chair waiting to get my hair cut!
We'd met briefly a week before at a street fest where I had the pleasure of meeting up with him and new gf. (If only I'd had a really good looking red head to introduce, it wouldn't have been such a big deal!)
I don't think it's possible to overstate the irony of this! So please, feel bad for me and all of my coincidental happenings and find me a date! Wouldn't it be fun if my ex-bf were to run into me with my new bf?
You know the answer to that...