The Short of It

So I decided to cut my hair again. I cut it 6 days ago and just got it trimmed, but I decided I wanted something completely different.
I looked on the internet and picked out 3 pictures and took them in.

I told her, "I want it a LOT shorter."
I showed her three photos. I showed her one and told her if she did it, I still wanted it shorter, not shoulder length.She said okay.

So she cut it. It was shoulder-length, and maybe even a little past that.
It didn't look that great. It looked like my old hair, just a little shorter.
I told her this, and she started getting huffy.
Gee, I'm sorry you can't follow directions.

So I told her to just modify it to match the other picture I had with me, since it was as short as I wanted. Since she apparently CAN'T FOLLOW DIRECTIONS.
She pretty much yelled at me in front of everyone. "I wish you had told me this before I did a WHOLE haircut. Now I'm doing a WHOLE SECOND ONE."
Okay first of all bitch, I told you what I wanted. You didn't do it.
Who's fault is that? Yours. Secondly, it's not a completely new haircut. Cut it a little shorter, snip some layers in.
TADA!
I felt like she was intentionally trying to embarrass me in front of everyone by raising her voice and acting exasperated.
The customer is right, not the whiny hairdresser from Supercuts.
So I had her do the second picture that I had.If she was a good hairdresser she could've told me that the first cut wouldn't be short enough. That was her fault, and she wasted her own time.
But at least I got my hair done.For the record, me and Drew have been dating for 2 months. I just didn't think it was the biggest deal to tell ya'll. We go back and forth so much it's just easier to not announce it anymore.