The Round Brush from Hell

Saturday, I was trying to spruce up my hairstyle. I had visited the beauty parlor, had some hair cut and then colored. Well, at home my husband had a rounded brush/comb and I tried a small portion of my hair, wetting it first and then blow drying it. But...I couldn't get my hair out of the brush.Panic set in. I tried spraying with water, putting conditioners on it. No luck. I got so frustrated that I started crying. Then I called my pastor's wife Pee Wee. She said they would be praying and would send someone over.

I stood at the door with my hand holding the brush and tears running down my cheeks. I was flushed and angry that I tried to fix my hair.

My friend showed up and had a can of spray used to detangle. It had an oily base. I sat on the chair while she tried loosening my hair with a pick. After about twenty minutes or so she managed to get me free from the brush from hell.

I was so glad she came and never appreciated her like that day. I never experienced anything quite like this. My husband, thank God, was at work when this happened. I know he wouldn't have been able to get me free. He just doesn't have right equipment for such a task.
Thank God, I didn't need my hair cut and only lost a handful of hair. She was quite capable of handling this since she had the same thing happen to her girls before.

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