How I Ended Up Walking Around Looking Like A Clown

So I don't like going to get my hair cut because most of the time when I go I look WORSE coming out than going in. And this was by far the WORST.

I should have refused, but I didn't. She had me turn my head upside down and used the blow dryer to fluff up my hair. When she was done I looked at myself and started to laugh - "I look like a clown!". I truly did. It was kind of chin length, really poofy curly hair.

She said, "don't worry. It'll settle down", because I guess she was thinking of some kind of barely wavy hair that goes flat after a while. I thought that I'd give her a chance and see if she was right, partly because I knew I was going home and nobody would see me. And when I got home, it was even bigger. She was so clueless!

Or was I?

Especially after already cringing with others who did such horrors as taking a brush to my hair AFTER it was already dry.

Now, since I can't seem to find somebody who does a decent job with my hair, I actually just keep it long and trim the ends myself. Doesn't look bad at all!