Meanwhile, Miranda sat at her desk looking like a straight to Lifetime movie. She was given a VIP list by Shane to verify the people authorized to come back stage but she ripped the list from her clipboard using it as tissue paper to wipe her tears. Hell, Howard the Duck himself could have walked right passed her and she wouldn’t have cared.  Every light on the business phone was blinking non-stop but she was too heartbroken to care. Her hot chocolate twat-waffle had been taken from her! Pulling out a photoshop picture she made of her and Tasha at the beach she raises her veil and gives Tasha a peck on the lips.

“Love oh why love? Why has thou forsaken me, “she cries out raising her hands in the air. Miranda outburst was loud enough to get Shanes attention who was in the middle of adding more curls to one of the models hair. Putting down the curling iron she walked over to Mirandas desk to see not one phone call had been answered.

“Miranda what the hell why haven’t you been answering the phones, “looking around she also notices the missing VIP list from the clipboard, “Where is the VIP list I gave you?”

“Oh this one, “she says holding up the crumbled paper to her nose then blowing into it.

“Miranda what the fu————-, “she tries to complete her sentence but is cut off by one of her makeup assistants.

“Shane, thank goodness there you are look Celine is complaining about her makeup and is refusing to go on stage!”

“Shane look! Look what your minion did to my face it’s too much, “Celine hysterically says in her German accent.

“Okay, hey look there is nothing wrong with your makeup you look amazing.”

“I do not! You lie! Hey you gargoyle dressed in black, “she says turning to Miranda, “What you think am I wearing too much makeup?”

You know that saying the customer is always right? While most businesses especially when it comes to providing good customer services hold true to that statement, Miranda didn’t she believed all customers were assholes sent to Earth by an alien form to ruin her life. Miranda suffered from what Carmen referred to as “Diarrhea of the Mouth” her chill game was on complete life support! She didn’t know nor cared to know the difference between rude and polite. She had no filter so when a customer complained, asked her questions, or wanted her opinion on things like diarrhea her insults flowed from her mouth! The second day Shane returned to the shop from the ski trip she had insulted one of her clients husbands. Looking at the client and then at her husband they looked odd together and this bothered Miranda terribly. So when he gave her his credit card to pay for his wife’s fresh hair cut she politely told him, “Not trying to be rude but I know your penis gets lets action then a white crayon.” It took Shane and three other staff members to calm her client and her husband down. Hearing Celine asking for Mirandas opinion was like jumping into a shark tank on your period………deadly!