I went to Cathe for my regular hair appointment (???). She started the color and then disappeared. I was concerned about what would happen with the bleach being on my hair for so long. I guess she had to go teach a class. She finally came back and brought me to the other end of the salon to rinse and cut my hair. She kept asking me if I had contact information for other people who had been on the recent trip so she could send them follow-up notes. Then an old voodoo type woman with long white hair came to give me a hair treatment. She and Cathe took me out into the mall and were pushing me around on some type of cart as I knelt on it. The old lady kept saying I had nice butt muscles. We got back into the salon and the old woman put some weird oatmeal-like stuff into my mouth. I ended up going back to Cathe's station and spitting it into her waste basket. I had been at the salon for hours already. It was 5pm and I had to be somewhere at 6. I knew my appointment should only take 90 minutes and I decided that, even thought I really liked Cathe, I was never going back. Then my cat jumped on me and I woke up.