I don't like hair

Ever since I was a child, I have disliked hair. It is fine when it is on someones head, i.e. attached, but anywhere else is gross. I used to hate it when my brothers would get their hair cut because there would be little hair pieces everywhere, all over the counter and in my food! Even when they would say that they had cleaned it up, there was also some hair left. As i have grown older, and more mature (haha), I have somewhat grown out of this. At least I don't make a huge deal out of it. Ok...keep that in mind for the next part of the story. So some friends and I went to get dinner in Haleiwa at Cholos, a Mexican restaurant. It was good, I got a chicken taco salad. I have eaten most of it when I feel something really gross in my mouth-YES A HAIR! I am trying to stay calm, but all of my childhood fears came back to me! It was the sickest thing! I spit all of the food that was in my mouth out into a napkin. I wanted to throw up. I didn't, I just stopped eating my salad because I was way too grossed out to eat anymore. Finding a hair in your food has to be one of the sickest things ever! At least we got a picture of us before the gross hair incident-otherwise i would have had a frowny face!