just came back from my haircut and it's NOT very becoming. The bloordy auntie was quite rude and rough... half of the time, she was prattling to her fellow aunty friend in the most offensive dialect ever; i was so afraid of getting my ears snipped off in one of her moments of inattentiveness! As such, I was in quite a hurry to get out of her salon and didnt notice how she did such slipshod work on my sideburns... *sniffsniff* i was devastated initially until I managed to console myself somewhat with the thought that hair can and will grow back.
THAT would teach me to patron another salon, rather than sticking to my usual one, just to save up on a measley dollar. Oh well...
