Went to Super Cuts today for a haircut. This jet black haired, tattooed gal said I was second in line, and would be ready for me in 1/2 hour. I told her I would run to Home Depot and would be back in 20 minutes. Well, 20 minutes later I walked in and said, "welcome back, you are third in line for a haircut!" Now I get pissed and tell her how was that possible, since I am back before the half hour was done. She said sorry, but that's the way it was. Well, I'm really pissed and tell her that I was done with that BS (yeah, the full word) and said I was officially done going there. I drove across the street and got my haircut for $5 cheaper at a place that even washed your hair and includes a massage.
Here is the kicker. Two hours later, I'm at a kids play area with my granddaughter when my a fellow co-worker and Sergeant walks up to me. I told him the story about the idiot girl at Supercuts and then I asked how his beautiful little blond daughter was doing. He said her hair was now jet black and had tattoos all over her body. He said she just started working at the Supercuts in my city, and showed me a picture of her.
Yep, same gal. I kid you not!
