againstallodds
Well-Known Member
... because no one would leave me alone!!!
As much as I don't like washing my hair, wash days are usually pretty relaxing to me... except this week!
Everything was going fine until I was deep conditioning my hair.
1)My mother called said she locked her car keys in the car. My hair's full of conditioner, AAA won't go open the car door and I've no idea how to get to where she is. I throw a scarf over my plastic cap, and get ready to somehow to get to her... only to be told she doesn't need me anymore.
2)While rinsing out my hair, my uncle needs the bathroom, I'm kicked out to the kitchen (my hair ALWAYS gets tangled when I rinse it out in the sink).... ok so this one isn't that big of a deal, but still, I was already annoyed so it was fuel for the fire.
3)And I have to give directions to a tow truck driver who barely speaks any English, makes me repeat my address 343 times, gets frustrated with me because HE can't get the address to pop on his GPS, asks for an intersecting street, and proceeds to ask me if that's the street I live on. REALLY?!
I had a fit. Stomped my foot, clenched my hands, bit my lip to stop from screaming and passed the phone to my uncle so that he could deal with him. ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS MY HAIR!
I had no patience to roller set it like I do every week, so I did my first braid out. Detangled each section, applied my leave-in, and put in for 4 braids, throwing in 4 little barrets at the ends.
I just want my hair to dry so this hair experience can be over!!!!!
But there is a plus to today... I deep conditioned with Kenra MC and my hair felt so good after! But still, that little plus isn't enough to diminish my frustration!!!!!!
End of vent. *deep sigh* I'm better now, I really am... at least until the tow truck guy arives sometime in the next hour... I PRAY this man says nothing to tick me off!
As much as I don't like washing my hair, wash days are usually pretty relaxing to me... except this week!
Everything was going fine until I was deep conditioning my hair.
1)My mother called said she locked her car keys in the car. My hair's full of conditioner, AAA won't go open the car door and I've no idea how to get to where she is. I throw a scarf over my plastic cap, and get ready to somehow to get to her... only to be told she doesn't need me anymore.
2)While rinsing out my hair, my uncle needs the bathroom, I'm kicked out to the kitchen (my hair ALWAYS gets tangled when I rinse it out in the sink).... ok so this one isn't that big of a deal, but still, I was already annoyed so it was fuel for the fire.
3)And I have to give directions to a tow truck driver who barely speaks any English, makes me repeat my address 343 times, gets frustrated with me because HE can't get the address to pop on his GPS, asks for an intersecting street, and proceeds to ask me if that's the street I live on. REALLY?!
I had a fit. Stomped my foot, clenched my hands, bit my lip to stop from screaming and passed the phone to my uncle so that he could deal with him. ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS MY HAIR!
I had no patience to roller set it like I do every week, so I did my first braid out. Detangled each section, applied my leave-in, and put in for 4 braids, throwing in 4 little barrets at the ends.
I just want my hair to dry so this hair experience can be over!!!!!
But there is a plus to today... I deep conditioned with Kenra MC and my hair felt so good after! But still, that little plus isn't enough to diminish my frustration!!!!!!
End of vent. *deep sigh* I'm better now, I really am... at least until the tow truck guy arives sometime in the next hour... I PRAY this man says nothing to tick me off!
