RANT: Another Fucking Bad Hair Day

I should be leaving for an appointment right this very second, but I’m SO mad! I HATE my hair.
There is nothing worse (esteem-wise) than bad hair days. Except maybe bloating days, but We Don’t Talk Of Such Things.
I splurged. I came into a few bucks and went to my fancy-pants expensive hair guy, paid him a ridiculous $65 about 3-4 weeks ago now, and got the cut I have. Which I hate. And in the process? Had to put up with the dresser being, essentially, a stereotypical “pissy queen.”
My best friend is GayBoy. I love him to death. Gay? Not an issue. But standing there and being a negative, pissy bitch of a man while getting paid more per hour than I’ve ever gotten is pretty much a fucking affront to anyone. Worth it, MAYBE, for a good haircut.
Which this is not. Unusual for my fancy-pants coif-man, but there it is: It SUCKS.
And because he spent the whole fucking hour whining at me about life and people and traumas, I won’t be going back.
Know what? Here’s a fuckin’ memo: Shrinks get $120 an hour, or more, to listen to people bitch, piss, and moan. Know why? Because they fucking DESERVE it. Whiners suck! Issues suck! Who wants to hear them? Not many people. That’s what best friends and lovers are for. Not fucking hair-dressers!
Now I’m gonna make myself even later by dunking my head under the tap and hoping it dries in better positions when I put my motorcycle helmet on. Fucking people. $65 for a whine-at-me session and a bad haircut.
When I say I like to get screwed, that’s not exactly what I have in mind. GRR!

5 thoughts on “RANT: Another Fucking Bad Hair Day

  1. MTSeven

    Steff,
    Ya know if a person is going to rant, it’s really important to give it a good go. That’s one of the best rants I’ve heard in quite some time.
    Good on ya girl.

    Cal

  2. SemperSexualis

    I always find the best way to fix a series of bad hair days is to make an appointment for a hair cut. The day you intend to get your hair cut it’ll suddenly behave.

  3. Haaaaaaa

    Yeah good rant. My advice is drink heavily and buy a Flo-Bee.

    But seriously, I hawe a sex question about hairdressers. I get my hair cut by a woman. I noticed that, through her pants, her pussy makes a lot of contact with my elbow. I used to pull my elbow back to be polite, but the last two times I just left my elbow where it was. She sort of rocks back and forth on her feet. I think she’s getting off on my elbow and should give me a discount for that. What do you think?

  4. scribe called steff

    MTSeven — Ahh, I need to rant more. I love ranting. Cheaper than therapy.

    Odali — Heh! Well, I plan to get it cut next week anyhow. Gonna go to a hairdressing school and get it cut by students, something edgy and punk-like, ‘cos this is way too fucking tame for me.

    Haaaaaaaa — LOL! Oh, the dilemma! She should give you a discount for you being able to have contact with her pussy? HILARIOUS.

    Okay, no, I’m gonna do a post on that. It’s too funny. Email me, if I forget, okay?

  5. swamps

    yeah, you give good rant!

    i feel like i should be paid somethin’!

    đŸ™‚

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