Um, excuse me ma'am

When it comes to my hair I'm cheap.  There.  I said it.  (And you can probably tell)

Whew, now that I got that out of the way I have to tell ya'll about my latest hair saga.

I'm the girl that cuts her hair like 3 times a year and usually goes to Super Cuts.  I know, I'm a disgrace to the womanly race but I rather spend money on other things.  Like chocolate :)

So, I finally bit the bullet the other day and decided to make a hair appointment with a really nice salon here in town.  A friend here has been going to this particular lady for a while, and kept encouraging me to go see her.


First of all I call to make the appointment and I CAN NOT hear the receptionist.  I should have taken that as an omen and hung up.  But I proceeded.

I show up and the hair stylist did not ask me anything.  She had me sit down and I told her that I wanted my hair layered and colored.  I showed her my "inspiration" and she looked at me like I had three heads. 

Look lady.  I want a dark brownish red color.  Not a pink mohawk.  I could tell she hated the pic and made it known that she didn't agree with what I wanted.  SHE decided she was going to use her color preference since I didn't know what I needed basically.

Then we got to talking about how bad winters are here and that I should get someone to chauver me around the snow.  Sure, I'll get right on that.  As if I don't get 6,675 people warning me about snow.  Jeez, is it really that bad?  Will I need to shovel my way out of my house everyday?

Anways...

I was tense the entire time and needless to say it wasn't the best time I've ever had.

When I went to check out she told me the total, kinda paused and asked if that was ok???  I mean, are you charging me extra?  Is that not what you charge normally?



In the end, she did a good job but I don't think I'll be making a visit over there any time soon.  Too annoying to pay 85+ bucks ya know? 

Shoulda gone to Super Cuts.

Hope ya'll have a great weekend!!