I think I have a mullet. I don't want a mullet! I didn't ask for one and I don't want one! But I think my hair is growing out in that direction. Aaah!! In order to remedy the crisis, STAT, I put in a call to my hair salon and requested an appointment for Friday or Saturday with the best hair lady ever...EVER: T.
"I'm sorry, but T is on leave at the moment and we don't know when she will be back."
What?! WHAT?! Oh no!!! What am I going to do?! This is not a joke! This is serious business! I don't know what I'm going to do! What am I going to do!!?? I can't keep on living with this god-awful hair! I'm freaking out here. This is me freaking out. I'm jumpy, I'm nervous, I'm antsy, I'm panicking. I need another hair lady...STAT! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!
Posted by Mollie Gamo at March 22, 2005 06:44 PM | TrackBack