The terrible horrible no-good very bad day

So where to begin... Well my morning started off with a telephone call waking me up at 5:30am. It was someone from work informing me that we would need coverage for sunday. Did I need to wake up at the crack of dawn for that? No! That was still days away. Was I now already grumpy for 2 reasons? Yes. So, since I was now awake, I decided I would try to sort out my Internet fiasco.
You see, 2 weeks ago I was supposed to have my Internet connected. A quick self install and that was the end right?...Wrong! After a frustrating week and a half with 4 hour appointments,countless hours on hold, getting hung up on, getting stood up for appointments, getting sent faulty equipment, and then replaced with the wrong equipment, I had-had it with AT&T and my building mangers ( who both rank extemely low on the customer service spectrum) trying to figure out my problems. I thought I had finally got a hold of the person I needed to solve all my Internet wiring problems.
He came over at 8:00am to check my apartment and supposedly tell me where AT&T could find the wires to fix the short in my line. He was showing me around and we went outside to check the phone room. When we started back to my apt, I went for my keys...they weren't there. That's when I noticed I locked myself out. Just my luck eh? He didnt bring a key. After 45 min, we finally got in. I was late for work, so I talked to my boss and decided I would take the day off to make up for Sunday. Things would only get better right? I made an appt for AT&T to come out and fix my line that evening for what I thought would be the last visit.
Since I now had all this time on my hands, I decided I should get my hair cut, I mean I have been wanting it for a while. I decided on one of the styles below and off I went. I got to the salon, gave the girl instructions of what I wanted, she verified and we started to snip.
She turned me away from the mirror( that should have been my first red flag) but we were having such a nice conversation. When she finally turned me around, I looked at my reflection and started to cry! This was no salon, this was a butcher shop! 13 inches gone!!!!! That is 2 years of hair growth! Are you kidding me! I hate it and you better believe I was not paying for the cut! The only good thing is that it still fits in a ponytail and there it will stay for months. Kevin's only response was "I am not a happy camper" Then he proceeded to ask how long it will take to grow back.
Then the night ended with AT&T telling me that the building needs to re-wire my apt in order for me to get internet. If you understand how this mangement works, you would know why I am so frustrated. I am so glad that it is a new day.

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Hair

So I have had almost the same hair all my life. Long and straight.  It is boring, but so am I. I have experimented a bit, but have not found anything I loved.  I have tried bangs, both fringe and 80's style.  I attempted lots of different colors, it was too much work.  I tried cutting it short but realized I have a chubby face, so I wore it up until it was past my shoulders. 

I feel the winds of change coming.  I am so sick of my hair right now, I am tempted to take the shears to it myself. (It wouldn't be a first).  I have tried to get hair dressers to cut it, but they seem so reluctant.  The don't want to damage the "virgin" hair. 

I need help. I am not savvy in the ways of cosmetology and I have no vision.  Kevin might divorce me if I cut too short, but I think at least 6 inches need to go.  It is long and shapeless.  We need to infuse some life back into it.  I want to keep it longer than shoulder length, but I am 6'0 and it hits the small of my back.  I am starting to look like a Polygamist or a Mennonite.

So, will you help me decide what to do?  There is a poll on the left side bar....Otherwise, post a pic of what you think I should do in my comments. 

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