I got to the hairdresser and the guy like shat the bed before even trying when I showed him what I wanted and was trying to convince me to rebook with someone else in the salon because he wasn’t comfortable with the style, which is like fair enough, it’s the most expensive hair appointment I’ve ever booked, might as well get it right… but his little profile snip definitely said he did razor cuts so I’m a bit annoyed!!
I did try and hype him up a bit saying I’m not precious about my hair etc and being like are you up for a challenge!! He rallied for like 30 secs but I could see he really didn’t wanna so I just agreed to book with his colleague but it won’t be for another 2 weeks and I’m just bummed, I was so hyped to get it today. His colleague is also even more expensive and it’s like… the most you will cut off any section of my head is 2cm… and I already feel fucked around, is it even worth it??
I did then bump into some people I knew from Cambodia which would not have happened if I hadn’t left at that particular time, so that was cool! But then I got badgered out of a tenner by a homeless guy and I know you’re supposed to feel good when you do nice things for people but it was just the inch-mile of it, then the feeling bad for feeling annoyed, like that guy is having a bad time, and just UGH.
Anyway, really wanted to be a new person today and I am NOT.










