My hairdresser was a bit distracted yesterday. She was in a conversation with the hairdresser across the hall when I entered the shop. She let me wait about five minutes before acknowledging that I was present - when I was standing about ten feet away. Personally, I think greeting your customer is important even if you finish your silly conversation after acknowledging the customer. A "be right with you" would have been nice. But I let that slide.
Her conversation, which of course I was privy to since I was standing a few feet away, was not stuff of rocket scientists or save the world rhetoric, but of fashion. She and the other dresser were discussing what they thought a preacher should wear while preaching. Apparently, one of the hairdressers had been to a cowboy church held at the fair grounds (probably during a rodeo). She said the preacher was wearing his spurs. The two women hairdressers made terrible fun of this as if the cowboy preacher was not very professional. My hairdresser even said she thought a preacher should always wear a suit. My hairdresser finally acknowledged my presence. As she came into her cubicle, she continued to laugh and make fun of the cowboy preacher and his spurs. "Why was he wearing his spurs? Do you think he just stepped off of his horse?" Being familiar with rodeos and such, I thought, "Well, yeah. He probably did just step off of his horse." But I let the comments slide.
About the time my hairdresser started cutting my hair, another hairdresser came into the cube and started up a conversation. This time the other hairdresser was on the phone with her father who wanted to book a vacation to Mexico. To save him from going to a travel agency, the two hairdressers were giving him information and advice about booking his trip online. Basically, there was a three-way conversation going on, and I was not part of it. I was watching my hairdresser whack my hair, rather than working her usual magic, while she explained which website to go to for a great trip to Mexico. I wanted to interrupt and ask "Aren’t you going to blend that hair in" but I couldn’t get a word in. Besides, she usually does a great job, and I assumed the finish product would be the usual. Wasn’t she the professional?
The conversation finally ended, and so did my haircut. From the front, my hair looked pretty good. She had forgotten that I like my hair rounded up toward my face, but I figured I could fix that when I got home. She did not show me the back as she usually does, but whisked the cape off and was finished. My friend, Beverly was her next appointment, and arrived about that time. I sat for a few minutes and visited with Beverly, but I was worried that I would be a distraction. Plus, the hairdresser did not sweep up my hair between customers. My mother would never have let that slide. You don’t want your customers walking in and tracking hair all over the place. If I could have found a broom, I would have swept the floor, but instead, I left.
When I got home, I looked in the mirror, got out my professional haircutting scissors, and snipped at the front of my hair. Then I got my hand mirror and took a look at the back. To let you know how it looked, when Jesse came home she said, "Who cut your hair? A blind butcher?" I can always count on Jesse to be blunt (pun intended).
Now what? I like my hairdresser. She has done great in the past. She is a beautiful young lady. She wears three-inch heels and funky clothes. Her makeup and hair are perfect and fashionable. Her shop is chic. She is a fashion follower – not necessarily a trendsetter. Her misuse of verb tense is a bit Okie, but I’ve heard worse. It is not the worst haircut I have ever had. It is just not a good haircut. I guess all hairdressers give a bad haircut now and then. It was her lack of professionalism when she seemed to think herself so professional and smart that really irked me - along with the bad haircut. I think I liked it better when she just cut my hair and did not converse so much. But she is just a hairdresser – not a rocket scientist. So do I go to someone new? Do I go back and let her try again? It is only hair - it will grow back.
Update: I have worked on my hair this morning. It is really not that bad, but I am still a bit disappointed in my hairdresser