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So my dad comes in my room and he is on the phone with the hair salon. so he tells me i should get a haircut cuz they have an opening today at 2. So i basically had to get a haircut. And keep in mind im growing out my hair. So it cant be that bad right? i mean, just getting more layers put in never hurt anyone. So i get there. And she tells me she has to even it up first. So i know there goes 3 inches right there. So i sit there and deal with it. Then she starts drying my hair. "Where are the layers?" i ask myself. Maybe i just wasnt paying attention when she put them in. So when its all said and done, i pay 30 FUCKING DOLLARS and a fucking 5 dollar tip cuz i had no singles... and i get in my car. I look at my hair. No layers, and i look like i just gained 30 pounds. Plus she flipped it out, which i did back in middleschool. So i am no longer 17 years old and 120 pounds. Im the fat 12 year old. And the lady was such a rude bitch. I hope she trips and falls on some ice.