The teeter totter of life should come with a warning card. Lately my days have been either on an upswing or a complete abomination. Some days it's hormonal other times it's work related and sometimes I just don't know why. What I do know is that if I get a combination of hormones, work and who knows what, it really makes me manic.

A new client had a bang obsession that I have ever seen before. There were some warning bells sounding after her 4th call.

• 1st call: to confirm
• 2nd call: to confirm again (this puzzled me)
• 3rd call: to ask the time (she forgot)
• 4th call or final warning sound: asked if I knew of a particular folk singer. I said no just bring in a picture. On came a long conversation on finding an internet cafe that had a printer and if I had a flat iron or should she bring her own ( I have 4 flat irons at work)
  

After the last call (let me be clear here, she called all on one day and as you know I'm hard to get on the phone. You can do the math on how many times she called). I wondered who the hay is this chick is. Well I'll tell you. A neurotic one. She showed up with a picture of her "folk singer". It's some dude with greasy swept over bangs. She wanted them "exactly like his" but "not this part, this part and this part". This is no longer considered "exact" in my books. As she is pointing to the "parts" of the bangs I'm supposed to be paying attention to I can't help but look somewhere else on the photo. He was completely naked. I was having a difficult time paying attention to what she was saying as my attention was slightly diverted somewhere else. Well she started to come her bangs. She combed and combed her bangs to the point where I thought the comb would either break or her skin would start peeling off. Every time she combed she asked me to snip a little bit here or there. Normally I diffuse these situations rather quickly and professionally but I felt compelled to be patient with her. In the end I did tell her that I've put my scissors away and will not cut anymore. Just like art you need to know when to stop before you mess things up. She clearly wasn't all there so to speak. I haven't had a challenge like that in a long time. For time she was in my chair she truly drove me crazy. On the upswing my next client was T and I really enjoy her visits.

I'd like to give a shout out to all my clients and friends that do not drive me crazy. The good crazy is o.k. but not the bad crazy. Thank you for your loyalty and friendships. If you are reading this you should know you mean something to me as I wouldn't have given you this URL (cause I'd be talkin' about you in the bad crazy way...he he). A special shout out to L who gave me free passes to see Fast & Furious. Thank you, it was a great mid week treat that made a bad day turn to a good day.