Too Much for Monday

It's Monday, I'm tired and my hands are shaking from the d.t.'s. 

Wouldn't you know, my best tipping client just walked in as Margaret was unlocking the salon?! (She is fabulous!)   Now... if I can just focus on perfecting this one last section, I'm done until my next appointment at 3:15. 

Anyone care to help me out so that I can leave early today? 

You might remember seeing Jesse, Jr. in my chair a couple of months ago. His mom says he's been growing his hair, so don't be surprised if he asks for more volume this time. 

Come on! It'll fun!

PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE?

I. Want. To. Go. Home.

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Challenging Clients #12

I could never really tell if the overall look was actually Ricky's idea or his mother's (or his Aunt Velda's, for that matter - she used to drive them over from Titusville every fourth Saturday, her in her maroon LeBaron and her aqua Capri pants), but let's just say that given the shape of his skull, I did the best I could.