  Delilah Works at Master Cuts Today I rode to the mall with Donna where we met my mother. Donna was getting/turning in applications. I caught a ride with her so my mom wouldn't have to drive so far to get me. If you don't already know I don't drive. I was returning home for the weekend and mom wanted to take me to get some new clothes. I got Chik-Fil-A and they watched me eat.
urlLink Jeremy Cook was on lunch break so he ate his Manchu Wok at our table. After we were finished eating I tried to persuade Donna to come along and 'help pick out my clothes'. She hates shopping, so that was a no go. I was against the idea of buying new clothes at first, but finally succumbed. It ended up that I was there with my mother as she bought herself clothes. Emotional support.
I can understand though, you can't turn away from a good sale. I did find one shirt. Yeah, its nice. It's an odd feeling to be standing in the middle of the women's clothes while your mother is God knows where. I know three year olds can relate. All day long my mother was suggesting I get my hair cut.
I insisted, "but mom, everyone else likes it...". I told her of people who had complemented my hair. She was like, "I wish they'd stop saying that. They aren't helping my case. " It was up to me, but she is better at persuasion than I am. It's a trick.
So there we were at Master Cuts... The girl told us it would be about fifteen minutes. While waiting I scurried down to Wherehouse Music. There I picked up three new cd's for five dollars. I got back in under ten but I had missed my chance. Someone else had taken the chair.
So we sat and waited. I was excessively thirsty and ready to listen to the new music. At long last, it was my turn. All I wanted was a little trim. I wanted to maintain as much of the thickness and length as possible. I told her this and she seemed to get it.
She said, "You want a no-haircut,haircut" She was onto something, or so I thought. She cut almost two inches off in length and its thinned out now. People don't listen for anything. Then I paid with my credit card and she gave herself a three dollar tip. 3 dollars to mess up my hair. Has she any idea how long it took me to grow that out?
What an idiot. This sets me back a few months. I feel defeated and am not sure I'll ever grow it back out. Such a tragic loss. I empathize with Samson more now. By the way, these are the cd's I got: Deep Blue Something- Home Big Wreck- In Loving Memory Of... Big Wreck- The Pleasure and The Greed I learned about Big Wreck in an article that I read at the coffeehouse last night.
I found it highly interesting to find them the next day. I've like what I've heard of these three so far. Well, that completes this post. 
