Bad Timing

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A good stylist is hard to find.

Yesterday I stopped off at my local haircut chain. I’ve identified a couple of people on the staff at this location who do a great job. I’ve identified one person who doesn’t. As luck would have it, when I walked in, the fates aligned, I had a decision to make. Do I roll the dice one more time, advocate for my next best cut, pray to God I’ll be spared bad lines and uneven layers, risk numerous missed strands of hair I’ll later have to cut myself, and then likely visit a different stylist for a major fix a few days hence?

I didn’t have the energy. I walked back out the door.

Getting your haircut shouldn’t feel like playing Russian roulette. But for me, sadly, some days, it does.