I got locked in the loo the same day I got stuck in a lift. This was yesterday. And if I had a nail cutter on me, I might have made better use of my time.
Far from a panic master, I've known for a while now that I'd be brilliant at crisis management. Things just tide over. And it requires least effort to just let them be. It also suits a basically lazy gene just fine. What needs more severe tackling is spilt ends. And much like filing nails in only ONE direction, it's important to snip only with cosmetic scissors. Not crude paper cutters, not nail cutters. Then on, you may toss about a healthy seductive mane, and good things will come your way.