When we got home, I found this little note on my bed:
I especially love the secret part.
Yesterday I went with eldest to get much needed, after three months, haircuts. We like to go to the hair school since it is cheaper AND you don't have to pay a tip. I hate paying tips. Just be straightforward and tell me how much you want me to pay you and I will, okay? Add the 20%, or whatever you think is acceptable, to the price. And pay your employees a regular wage. Okay, that is off my chest. So I have always gotten a nice haircut there and yesterday was no exception, UNTIL we got to my bangs. Girl doing my hair to teacher, "Umm, can you come over here? She wants a kind of side swept bang." Teacher: "Have you ever cut bangs before?" Girl: "NO. Someone always does it for me." T: "Well, there's always a first time and you need the experience." I was just sitting there getting really excited for her to start cutting. Couldn't they have this conversation somewhere else? I can hear you. Needless to say, I am not loving them. But hey, they will grow.
3 comments:
How kind of you to let that girl practice on your bangs!
Ahhh... reason why I don't go to hair schools. But you're right, they'll grow. Although, last time I had bangs they weren't right either and I paid $30 (plus tip) for them.
That bangs conversation cracks me up. I trim my own because my awesome hairdresser told me how to do it so I can go longer between cuts.
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