This is too strange not to share.
So I have this awful habit of letting my hair get to a place I like to call Crazytown before I actually decide to schedule an appointment to whip it back into shape. Weeks before are typically proceeded by me pulling my hair into a ponytail in a lame attempt to keep it tame enough to prevent people from crossing to the other side of the street once they see me. Perhaps I'm exaggerating a little bit. But not much. Trust me. Rat's nest comes to mind.
So last weekend after realizing my hair had once again come to the point of unmanageable I decided to call up my guy to schedule an appointment. The guy who cut my hair 2 months ago. The guy who's been cutting my hair for the last 10 years. I dial, and I'm greeted by an automated recording which tells me the phone number has been disconnected. The phone number is no longer in service. Wha?
So I go looking for his email. But then I remember it was in my old work account and I didn't bother to save it. I didn't bother to save it because when I left that job I pretty much delete every email I had ever received. 6 years worth. By pretty much I mean I DELETED EVERY SINGLE ONE and never looked back. So emailing him was out.
So I did what any sane, slightly stalkerish person would do. I googled him. And I found his Facebook page.
So I friended him and I waited for confirmation that he had friended me back. Tuesday night I get an email that he's added me to his account. Cool.
So today I went to his Facebook page to send him a message to see if he's still cutting hair. Except I can't. Because he's unfriended me. WHA?
Long story short, I still need a hair cut (and I really should stop using the word SO so much). Damn it.
