Gonna wash that brain right outta my headIt goes without saying that non-stop touring of America’s finest warehouse retail outlets can leave a person with limp lifeless hair as well as a not-so-fresh feeling that two bottles of hotel shampoo and the entire contents of the minibar cannot wash away. And so it was that  Facebook auteur and amateur climatologist Sarah Palin rolled into Utah and immediately demanded the services of an outside contractor to help her install her Bumpit before granting an audience to her peasant admirers in front of a pallet of five-pound jars of Skippy Chunky Style Peanut Butter.

It was on this occasion that hairdresser Rhonda Halliday learned that the First Rule of Palin Book Club is you don’t talk to Palin Book Club Fake Author:

Sarah Palin not only annoyed leaders of the Utah Republican Party when she didn’t have time for them during her book signing stop in Salt Lake City last week. She also took off from her hotel after arranging for a last-minute hair appointment without paying the hairdresser and leaving her to cover her own valet parking.

But Rhonda Halliday of Images Hair Studio and Day Spa wants to give Palin the benefit of the doubt. She thinks the lack of payment was unintended, and someone on Palin’s staff just dropped the ball.

Halliday was called by a friend at 8 a.m. last Wednesday and was told Palin needed her hair done that morning. Halliday had planned to take her 3-year-old to the dentist for her first filling that morning, but arranged for her husband to get off work for that chore.

She was told to meet the group at the Monaco Hotel in downtown Salt Lake City and to just leave her car with valet parking.

After being ushered to a room on the 15th floor and given some instructions (don’t talk to Palin unless she talks first) she did Palin’s hair while the former Alaska governor chatted with her family.

Then, the Palin party left to get to the book signing at Costco on time.

Nothing says “snowbilly classy” like acting as if the help doesn’t exist, stiffing them, and then heading out to a warehouse store to talk to Real Americans, and by Real Americans we mean  the kind who who buy 60-count cases of Ham and Cheese Hot Pockets.