Bad hair day
I went to have my hair cut yesterday. I’ve been going to the hairdresser’s at the bottom of the village for years. My favourite girl was Hannah, but she had twins in December (two boys, non identical). The lady who’s taken her place doesn’t seem to be able to concentrate very well. It’s much shorter than I asked for and I’m sure that when I do it myself, I’m going to have to trim off stray wisps. She didn’t say thank you when I left a tip either.
I think I’ll be trying out the hairdressers at the top of the village next time.