Haircut from Hell

Yesterday, I went to get my hair cut. In case you don't know, I have had quite a hard time finding a good salon and stylist since moving to Nashville. The same woman has cut my hair since I was about 4 years old, until now. I even drove home for a haircut throughout college. After much CitySearch searching, and a couple of not-so-great experiences, I thought I had found my place. It's a nice salon close to school, with a really nice stylist who gave me a great cut last time. It was so good that I pre-booked my next appointment (which I never do--I can't think that far in advance).

I went back yesterday. She rushed me to get my hair washed and then started cutting before I told her what I wanted. I stopped her, showed her the picture I printed off and explained that I didn't just want it trimmed, I wanted to change the style a little bit. She gave me a great cut and then started to style it. She put in some sort of product that was supposed to make it not frizzy and then went to town with the hairdryer and round brush. During this process, she scorched my scalp in several places. It still hurts. Then, she revealed to me that the product "wasn't agreeing with my hair", so she needed to go rinse it out. Mind you, she had been burning my scalp for the past 30 minutes trying to dry out this product. I said okay, let's do it.

She washed it and dryed it again (further injuring my scalp), only to discover that this substance does NOT wash out. My hair looked disgusting. I had to go home and cover it with a baseball cap to be seen in public. Last night, I shampooed FIVE TIMES trying to get this goop out of my hair, to no avail. I can't wear a baseball cap to work on Monday, so I'm open to any and all suggestions of how to get this out of my hair. This was a frustrating experience, to say the least.

AND TONIGHT IS OPENING NIGHT, so I'm not really all that bent out of shape. I have peace and happiness in my future.