Why i mildly dislike the hairdressers

1. You can tell them in great detail what you want done with your hair, and apparently that must be Latin for go fuck yourself because they just decide to turn you into Barry Bee Benson.

2. After they've fucked up your hair to the point where you can't go outside for a week without being reminded of your poor life choices, you pay them for it! You pay them for fucking up your hair!

3. So you'll be in the chair, barber will be cutting your hair. And then he starts using fucking detailers! Like why'd you sharpen that thing, why you cutting through my skull!

4. So they're doing your hair and everything's looking good, although it's not looking good because he's fucked it up from before. When they're done they'll have the fucking audacity to ask if you want anything done with your eyebrows. What you trying to say mate?!

Anyways that's my little rant.
Cya

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