I'm cranky— I have a date tonight (my fifth with a gentleman we'll call Mr. Chill) and I am having the worst hair day of my life. Seriously. I've tried everything, but it's no use—my waves are crazy and my bangs just will *not *behave. I actually had a fleeting thought that maybe I'd cancel my plans and hide on my couch…
but chased it away when I realized just how lame that excuse would sound. Plus, Mr. Chill is way too nice to say anything about what's going on up top my head. But I can't be the only one who's ever wanted to call in cowlick-sick, right?
Have you ever canceled plans because of bad hair? Ever come close? And is anyone else out there having problems with wacky locks today (I hear there's comfort in numbers)?
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