Well, I'll tell you!
I took my drug test for my new job on the wrong day. I didn't know you had to take it the day you got hired. I've never done this before. So, it was invalid.
To retake it, I had to go back to the hospital for a new form, across town to the testing center, and get a haircut.
They don't just pluck a hair to test, no!
You get your hair cut in three different spots. Yes, I have three bald spots, luckily hidden beneath my hair but I can feel them and it's like having stubble hidden on my head. Oh well. I've come to discover that it's really good that I'm not already working. One, I need a break! Two, I can help M get settled and just lay with her for a while. Three, I can help Grandma with things and four, I get to have fun with family all weekend!! They will love me, bald spots and all! :)