Snow Day

Today is the first snow day for the UofG in 13 years. Fancy and relaxing. So I went and got my hair cut. It's not as drastic as I needed it to be. And when I asked for it to be changed the hair dresser refused. Why do I have to be made to feel like I'm invisible and worthless? It's your damn job to cut my hair. He said I could go back if I didn't like it, but yet refused to change it when I asked him to. I'm really disappointed and upset. I feel angry and bland and boring.