Yesterday I made a hair appointment. Which reminds me, I can't decide what to do with my hair. I have always had some sort of swoop or bangs or something. I kind of grew it out for my wedding. I attempted to get it fixed at my last appointment. But my hairdresser decided having a baby was more important that cutting my hair. The bitch. I tried a new girl. She sucked. Now I am on new hair dresser number two. And I can't decide what I should do with my hair.
But back to the point. I made a hair appointment. And then I needed to cancel it and reschedule for tomorrow. So I called the salon.
Now. Perhaps it was my fault for confusing them by calling from the office line, instead of my cell phone which was in their system. Because I know it can be super confusing to understand that some people might have access to more than one phone. So after establishing that my number on file did not match the one of the caller ID on purpose, we moved on.
"I need to reschedule my appointment with Beatrix." Bitch's name is really Beatrice. You are fooling no one with the faux hip spelling.
"Mrs. Mylastname, I don't see that you had an appointment."
"Yes. It is today at 11."
"Oh. Hmmm. Well, I see a Tricia ThelastnameIjustfuckingtoldher at 11." I must have pronounced Tricia wrong.
"Yeah. That is me."
"Okay, great. Well your appointment is today at 11."
"Yes. I know. I just told you that. I need to cancel it. And then make a new one." I start speaking slowly. It is obviously going to be a long conversation.
"Oh. Okay. Well did you need to cancel that one for today then?"
Really, Genius? What ever gave you that idea?
4 comments:
bwahahahahhahahaha
OMG, seriously?
It would have been really funny if after all that you said, "Oh no, I didn't want to cancel I just wanted to see how you were doing today."
Allie, that cracked me up.
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