The Haircut story

Went shopping the other day and passed by a store that had glass panes almost like mirrors...The kind I dread(reasons unimportant). Saw myself and was shocked. My hair looked like an overgrown bush and I was terrified. I let myself go out looking like that all the time? Damage control needed!!
So, went to this beauty salon as soon as I reached home. Three ladies there : nos 1, 2 and 3.
1 asks me what I want. Told her that I need a good haircut. She asked me to leave it loose and assessed the existing 'style'. 2 said my hair is very short for any sort of hairdo. 1 shook her head and said that little is possible cos the hair is already short plus its wavy. Me standing there, thinking, "I HAD to come here??" LORL. 1 & 2 were chorussing something together. Paid little attention to them. 3 pretty much didn't talk and kept nodding her head for everything the other two were saying. Felt like they're deciding some sort of world crisis or something.
Anyway, I said "Listen. I know that I have short hair. But not that short too. So, give me a good quality cut and trim the hedge."
So, they ask me to sit down and 1 started snippin' away. Guess she owned the salon. She took sections of the hair and kept asking if she could cut this much and that much. I was least bothered. As long as the hair didn't look like some sort of next, I had no problems.
2 kept spraying the water..which was getting in my face and eyes. I kept yelling "Hey!!". She kept apologising. But kept doing it. LORL.
Anyway, there was a cookery book on the counter and since I love new dishes, I was browsing for some new vegetarian food. 1 looked over my shoulder and said "I tried that dish. Its very good Madam. I'm sure you would like it."...I said "Okay. But I'm living with someone else now. They won't let me cook. And there's no gas in my original home. But, thanks for the suggestion." She was very vividy surprised! "You living with someone else? And they won'y let ya cook? Just when you can show your gratitude". Me thinking, "You Jackass. What does it matter? Somebody cooks and I eat. Why do ya even bother? Just cut my hair!!" Anyway, as I was reading, felt this sharp pain in my neck. She cut my skin!!! Bloody hell!!! Hurt like crazy. "Owww", I screamed. "So sorry Madam." she said. 2 went running somewhere and took 3 with her. "You were reading the recipie??" I asked.
"Sorry Madam".....
Neck bleeding. Could feel the warm blood flowing. Got up and thrashed her. She kept saying "Sorry Madam..So sorry".....What's the use?
Sigh..Anyway, 2 & 3 came back with some spirit/dettol. Took some cotton and dabbed it onto my neck. Ouch again!!! What do I have todo to get these women off my neck??? LORL...
Anyway, whilst they were doing that, I had a look at my haircut. I let out the most blood curdling scream in history EVER!!! Twas Bad..with a capital B...No ...make that all caps! BAD.
It wasn't what I had asked for and the hair was so very very short. Angrily asked 1 "How much do I owe you?" .."Nothing"..She said.
So, I got a free bad haircut plus a nice deep gash on my nape. Went back home and washed my hair and dried it. Hmmm....Then..of all the miracles....It looked awesome!!! She hadn't spoiled anything!!! I was elated. So, I went back there and paid her the full money. Not only that, I even complimented her on her skills. Woah!!! She must have been very unsure of herself and plus scared that she had bruised me. But I went home that day...feeling the happiest!!
NOW, I got a paid quality cut. The gash has healed and my friends can't stop touching my hair!!! Now, who gets this lucky??? LORL!!!