wtf

ok so i need a haircut see.
so we're sitting around the dinner table and i announce it,and we're discussing where i should go(i have really long hair.big issue).my dad says i should go to the place my mom goes to,you can trust them not to cut too much.i shriek.my mom says if i don't trust her people i should go to the taj and get the damn things shorn.i think for a moment about why hotels feel it necessary to have hair salons,i mean,why would people want to also get their hair cut at the place they're staying at fleetingly?!dinner is over.i get back to my book.the protagonist gets a haircut at the hotel he's staying at.
good god.
what?what?what?