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My hair color disaster continues. The stylist said I could have a full refund, but now the manager, who is a stereotypical tattooed motorcycle blue-haired wench, refuses to give me a refund because it "looked red to her when I left". My hair was purple. Fuck. I had to spend four hours and a shitload of money to get it fixed, and then when I am in the store, she has the balls to claim that my hair after all this time looked burgundy. I said "Fuck You, the only reason it is burgundy is because your incompetent fucking employee turned it purple and it is the only way they could tone it down". I lost it. Then she takes my receipt, will not return it, calls me a c*nt, and gives me a disconnected number to the "corporate office". I calm down, go home and a few hours, call and ask for the real number. We get into a huge argument and I call her a "diesel leather bitch". Hey..nothing wrong with that but if the shoe fits...I joke and say "what the hell do I have to do to get my promised refund, put a brick in the fucking window for you to pay attention?" I laugh after this, and I am obviously not serious. I then say that I will have people picket this unprofessional salon and their employees. I will also report them to the BBB. She says she is going to track me down by my phone number and call the police. Fuck. I am so sick of this bullshit. It isn't even the money now. It is the fucking principle. I was not given good service, It was a disaster and now they refuse to acknowledge any wrong-doing on their part, even when the salon that fixed it said "Oh my god, why did they turn it purple?"
I am crying, in a panic that I will be arrested and I am still short about 100 dollars:cry:
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