I'm Crazy and so is Supercuts

I've been having headaches lately. I don't know why. Maybe it's my eyes, maybe it's my sinuses, or possibly a tumor taking over my brain. I don't know, but my head has been hurting off and on all day for several weeks now.
Simultaneously my hair has gotten completely out of control. I've put up with it for several months. I'm not sure when I had my last haircut but it was embarrassingly long ago. My friend Lindsey cuts my hair, but she only takes appointments on Saturdays and I can't get my lethargic self to face up to a hair appointment and a Saturday night of fun at Borders all in one day. So I just kept putting the haircut off.
For some reason I decided that my long, crazy hair and resulting perma-ponytail were making my headaches worse. I kept taking my hair up and down, up and down, depending on which was bugging me worse - my headache or my hair.
I finally decided I had to get my hair cut at any cost. But then I found out I might lose my job. Every dollar became super important and I couldn't justify getting a $50+ haircut at a salon. So I decided to enter the world of bargain haircuts. But I hate doing new things so I was really relieved when I got to keep my job and could go back to Lindsey's nice salon. But even though my job was secure it still seemed frivolous to spend so much on a haircut. I mean I have bills to pay!
So I did some research. I got the lowdown on Supercuts from Heather and one of the guys I work with. I yahooed and mapquested my closest Supercuts and decided Friday was the day. After work I drove to the supposed Supercuts but it wasn't there. I drove around and around but the phantom Supercuts failed to appear. My fro seemed to grow larger on the drive home. My usual work vs. haircut problem arose on Saturday and my Saturday lethargy triumphed. Sunday morning I almost chopped off my ponytail myself but I thought it would be too much trouble to explain.
Monday had to be the day. I once again yahooed and mapquested Supercuts. Right after work I headed to the Supercuts closest to Borders. But once again the alleged Supercuts did not exist. Luckily my car had a flat tire so I was driving Mom's SUV complete with GPS navigation. I typed in Supercuts and found another Supercuts a few miles away. This one existed.
Nobody told me that Supercuts is only for men. Or at least the one I went to was patronized by an all male clientele. One of the stylists was a man who seemed to specialize in buzz cuts. But the other was a woman so I crossed my fingers and hoped she was the one to call my name. I lucked out. But then she asked me if I wanted my hair shampooed. That one was kind of a stunner. I hesitated before answering. The following went through my brain, "What? Is shampooing optional? Is cutting my hair dry an option? Is she just going to squirt my hair down if I say no? That doesn't seem like a good idea." So after what I hoped wasn't too long of a pause I agreed to the shampoo.
The haircut proceeded normally from there. Except that she didn't talk at all. I guess Supercuts stylists don't need to buddy up to their clients. I considered that to be a bonus. She seemed to be doing a good job. She finished cutting and handed me a mirror to inspect her handiwork. Everything looked good. Next thing I knew, she was whisking off my cape and blowing off my neck with the blow dryer. I sat there for a moment wondering, "Am I done? Is that it?" She said, "You can get up now." I stood up, my hair still dripping on my shirt. I guess blow drying isn't the Supercuts way. Good thing I didn't go on my lunch break. I bumbled through the payment process, pulling out some tip cash until I realized I was supposed to add the tip onto the credit card receipt.
The highlight of the experience was when the stylist told me my haircut was only $18. I also saved on gas on the way home since my head was too cold to require air conditioning. My future relationship with Supercuts? TBD