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18 January 2010 @ 05:19 pm
Our name is our virtue...  
So, my best friend....


Has a habit of dying her hair at home. Badly. Like, she's a brunette, and she will dye her hair blonde. Yellow blonde. It looks horrible. Not even joking.


Back in October, my Mom (who is a cosmetologist) offered to do her hair. Free. No charge. She colored, cut, and styled it. Easily 70 bucks. Tessa didn't pay a dime.


I won't lie, it looked fucking awesome. Tess loved it, Mom loved it, everyone loved it. And Mom told her not to ever, ever dye her hair again at home. Mom would just do it. Free, again.

So, why is it so hard to imagine that I would get mad at her, when she just dyed her hair? 1. She actually paid for it. My mother would have done it for free. 2. Tessa calls my mother, 'Mom' You'd think there'd be some kind of loyalty there. 3. It was an awesome job.

Its just baffling how people will screw you over. Because Mom put her time, effort, and products out there. For nothing. And got slapped in the face, in my opinion. Especially when Tess went to Wal-Mart. Wal. Mart.

What the fuck?

Bullshit.
 
 
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Caracaramelapples11 on February 21st, 2010 04:40 am (UTC)
D: Wtf. It's not even really about paying for it but imo, it's bad manners. :S