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(Audrey's taken, but she would have classed the joint up too much).
Soooo..... brutal day at work today. I was dreading it intensely- not only had I scheduled my stupid ass to work nearly 12 straight hours without a break, but I caved in for a friend and agreed to style an entire wedding party in the a.m. I am not a morning person, and I had to be there by 7:30. Then, the bride turned out to be majorly OCD, which I discovered during the two practice styles we did prior to the wedding, and her call to me at home earlier this week. (Just to make sure I would be on time, etc). Now, I have been doing hair for twenty years, and have extensive experience with wedding styles. I also decided to only do friends and family in the past few years because, frankly, weddings tend to be a PITA and seldom worth the money, in that no one can pay me enough to put up with some of the crap I have over the years. Anyway, while I really like the bride and understand she can't help herself with regards to the OCD, I really did not want to show up today.
Imagine my surprise when she turned out all smiles and calm, and I was equally relieved to get the five elaborate updo's done in under three hours, leaving her plenty of time to get OCD on the photog's ass. I was exhausted by the time I was done, and I still had another 8+ hours to go. I am sooo glad I have the next three days off. I'm getting too old for this ****.
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