remember the time i got my haircut at the mall?
i just decided on a whim to get a new do. i was in the mall and stopped in one of those little beauty supply shops with a salon in the back. i made the mistake of not asking their prices before i jumped into the chair. i was excited about my new hair and i remember wondering if you would notice it without me saying anything. i doubt you would've.
i went to pay and realized i didn't have enough money because i wasn't expecting a $6o haircut from a cheap looking place in the mall. i panicked i only had 50 bucks. i'm not sure if i tried to call someone else first, but i knew you were in the area with your dad. i called you and explained the situation. you seemed a little annoyed but agreed to bring me some money. it was so embarrassing to explain the situation to the stylist waiting to be paid. i stood there and felt so dumb for getting myself into this situation. i knew at least now you'd notice my hair.
you made the already embarrassing situation worse when you finally showed up, walked in, threw a twenty down on the counter and walked out. i don't think you even looked at me.
i cried the whole way home and hated my haircut.

when mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.
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