tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848151707328717153.post5787421860033679828..comments2021-12-05T12:59:32.648-08:00Comments on !t a!n't me... !t's all y'all: The Groom RoomSam Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01042888599773098090noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848151707328717153.post-20117520011519469272012-04-28T18:51:05.181-07:002012-04-28T18:51:05.181-07:00I frighten myself when I get really angry, which i...I frighten myself when I get really angry, which is rare, I have to say, but when it comes it comes and I don't care who's listening. My life long friend witnessed it once upon a time and looked at me like I was a stranger. And of course, I'm not a person who will ever forget; I have left many comments wherever I could about this place, and of course, anyone searching on Google by name, will come across this blog. I still get angry when I think about them, I wrote him an email too expressing how I felt and that I was a writer and would be detailing the level of their service wherever I could, and I get one back, saying that he never normally acts like that, but that he will get a solicitor if I write any lies about him outside of what actually happened and for me not to forget my own part in it. Cheeky poncy, mean faced little bastard. To which of course, I responded I didn't need to exaggerate; the story would be nothing without my reaction, and so I added his comment about a solicitor to my reviews on various directories so that people can see for themselves how he reacts to his customers. Rest assured poncy skinny evil face LITTLE Jay Jay, I will always, ALWAYS talk down your salon and YOU, you mincy little maggot (in my opinion).<br /><br />And no, this is normal practise from this salon.<br /><br />Thanks for your comments.Sam Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01042888599773098090noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848151707328717153.post-73598741201307208252012-04-18T16:33:42.145-07:002012-04-18T16:33:42.145-07:00Well, thank goodness yer wee boy was rescued from ...Well, thank goodness yer wee boy was rescued from that frightful scenerio! You are so cute when you're mad!v e r l i e b u r r o u g h s https://www.blogger.com/profile/14645029314960055032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848151707328717153.post-836110283762028412012-04-18T07:42:58.282-07:002012-04-18T07:42:58.282-07:00"....coming back through the door to shout li..."....coming back through the door to shout likethe aforementioned fishwife; pointing out the actual meaning of the word'appointment'..."<br /><br />LOL!!! Horrible experience. Funny story. While I'm not a pet owner myself the 'five and a half hour' sentence had me dropping my jaw. I've had to wait in the E.R. longer but that was because a multi-car pile-up and dangling limbs took priority over the nail in my foot. Maybe there was sudden dog-grooming emergency? A wedding. A suicide.Five hours? Really? You can get a hip replaced faster than that. <br /><br />Their surliness is probably a product of their success. If they're not polite to you, they're definitely not good to the dog. If we were talking about a day care, they'd get reported. Word of mouth will have to do.Stobbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17307341548219021848noreply@blogger.com