I made a new avatar today. Since I’m making other changes, to make a new me, I thought I would make a new “me.” I think the changes are good. Instead of a grey colored tunic, I have a slate colored tunic. Instead of four-inch high gladiator half-boots, they are now 5 inches high. Gone is my haubergeon and it has been replaced with a bymie. Sexy. Right?
But I didn’t touch my Avatar’s hair. It hangs in front of her face, right where it should be, which is more than I can say for the half-witch at Supercuts. I just wanted my ends trimmed…without her moving my bangs.
Why she thought that I needed her to open up my beautiful blonde curtain so that I could “take a look at that, hon!” I have no idea. I do know that she will never make that mistake again…or smile for quite some time.
But I didn’t touch my Avatar’s hair. It hangs in front of her face, right where it should be, which is more than I can say for the half-witch at Supercuts. I just wanted my ends trimmed…without her moving my bangs.
Why she thought that I needed her to open up my beautiful blonde curtain so that I could “take a look at that, hon!” I have no idea. I do know that she will never make that mistake again…or smile for quite some time.
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