Tommy Time

You know people sometimes piss me off, some more than others, but I am a New Yorker, so I take it all in stride and keep going.  Anyway today, It was rainy, my friend called to tell me he had to put his cat to sleep and I couldn’t find my keys, not to mention I was hung over because it is a holiday weekend and my friends took me to the Eagle which smelled like a fat, white dude.  Anyway, I set off to work to find a client, that someone had referred to me, waiting outside my studio. 

Let me begin by saying, I generally don’t mind indecisiveness, but when indecisiveness couples neurosis, I get frustrated and say it with me people "pissed the F off".  So there she sits in my chair telling me to take more from the sides and showing me a picture, so I start cutting and she asks me to make it like the picture, I said "I thought that’s what I was doing!", she keeps putting her fingers in it AS I AM CUTTING IT.  I asked her if she wanted to lose a finger, because I could have cut her.  Then she asks if she can see the back, I didn’t even cut the back, so I hand the psycho a mirror.  Then she starts up again. I ask her what is she wants me to do, and she says, "I’m not a hairdresser I don’t know." 

Well listen, I gave her a great haircut the other day, and she didn’t know what she wanted then, and now she still didn’t know.  I ask you, How the F am I supposed to know??"  I wanted to rip her a new one and kick in her teeth.  But I took it all in stride and wrote a blog. If you guys don’t know this, I’ll let you know now. I have a lot of great, fun clients, but I cannot get rid of some of the crazy clients, they turn out to infect my life with their horrible, unhappy existenses and suck up my happy environment.  Go to therapy already, GEEZ.