She was trying to give me a hip, modern cut.
Well, I suppose it was my fault, really. I had never done it myself before, and so I thought I'd get my hair cut. I had a bike. I had some money. I had long hair, And the lady did it so bad that when I went home and said, "Look ma!" My ma flew into a rage and drove me down there. She chewed out the hairdresser demanding back the money I paid AND the tip.

I learned my lesson. Mom is always there to tell people how to cut my hair now.