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I went to the salon with my mom today and got a haircut. When I got sat down and looked in the mirror, I saw my bloated ugly face and my confidence vanished. Then the hairstylist told me that he needed to shampoo my hair. We went to those chairs that have a sink in them and he made me sit back and tilt my head back. I didn't realize that he would be exposing my huge, 6 finger hairline. He pulled my hair back and I panicked. This dude was exposing my hairline for the whole store to see. A white girl working there walked by and she looked at me with digust. I looked at her and then she quickly looked away. I felt like killing myself right there.
After that he cut my hair and tried to start a conversation with me, but I only gave him yes and no answering and was acting really autistic. I could tell he felt uncomfertable because he started stuttering and had nervous ticks while he was talking. He said he was done and when I looked up, I saw an abomination. The sides were extremely short, and the top was puffy with no texture. He gave me an Edgar cut. I went from ugly long hair to an edgar cut. He asked me if it looked good and I responded with a defeated, "yes".
I paid and quickly walked out with my hat on on the verge of tears. When my mom and I entered the car, I screamed at her at the top of my lungs. "Fuck you you ugly whore!!!" The window was open, a little kid heard and quickly ran into his car because he was scared.
On the ride home I began sobbing and kept telling my mother that she's a whore while she was also becoming hysterical, calling me sick and mentally ill. The whole experience was humiliating and embarassing, because the whole shop saw my disgusting large hairline, and the haircut was also shit.
The worst part of it was that I paid 90$
After that he cut my hair and tried to start a conversation with me, but I only gave him yes and no answering and was acting really autistic. I could tell he felt uncomfertable because he started stuttering and had nervous ticks while he was talking. He said he was done and when I looked up, I saw an abomination. The sides were extremely short, and the top was puffy with no texture. He gave me an Edgar cut. I went from ugly long hair to an edgar cut. He asked me if it looked good and I responded with a defeated, "yes".
I paid and quickly walked out with my hat on on the verge of tears. When my mom and I entered the car, I screamed at her at the top of my lungs. "Fuck you you ugly whore!!!" The window was open, a little kid heard and quickly ran into his car because he was scared.
On the ride home I began sobbing and kept telling my mother that she's a whore while she was also becoming hysterical, calling me sick and mentally ill. The whole experience was humiliating and embarassing, because the whole shop saw my disgusting large hairline, and the haircut was also shit.
The worst part of it was that I paid 90$
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