What the--?!
At first you think a kid has snuck into your delivery truck; however, you quickly realize that the kid is YOU!
Smooth skin, no sign of whiskers, or even peach fuzz for that matter. A light sprinkling of acne across the forehead, where your now longer hair falls. Staring, you try to process this development. Did you really look like this in your early teens? The reflection doesn't look like you remember, but memories can be faulty...
You find that you need to move the truck's seat forward if you want to drive anywhere. On the other hand, maybe you should confront the salon workers about what happened.