Let's say you go and get your hair cut on a Saturday? And you get home and it's a little weird and you deal with it for a couple of days and it's still a little weird but you don't really want to call the girl and have her redo it because she's fundamentally a nice person who shares an apartment with two other people and who just bought her first truck without a radio or a clock, and plus a friend of yours works at the desk and you don't want to be that picky bitch who's causing all the trouble?
Yeah, let that be your LAST concern, motherfucker. The REAL reason you shouldn't call and go back in on say, TUESDAY, is because the bad motherfucking haircut you got on SATURDAY should have tipped you off that the
cheap truck chick had
no business cutting your FUCKING HAIR IN THE FIRST
PLACE.
