I ended up having to pay for the suit, limo and all the extras in order to get my hairdresser to finally go with me.

I did have a great hairstyle, though.

The worst part is when I ended up staying all night to clean up, and he took the limo to the club after the prom, and never went back to his house . . .

The next night, I dressed all up, and took myself out. I happened to sit at a table next to (*gasp!*) Robert Redford.

He gave me his autograph.

When something bad happens, look for something good to follow.