Do Your Hair Toss, Check Your Nails

, , , , , , | Working | March 17, 2020

(I have just moved to a small town after leaving an abusive relationship. As I’m starting a new job and my birthday is coming up, I decide to treat myself to a haircut.)

Hairdresser: “What would you like today?”

Me: “I’d like it cut to here–” *indicates to shoulders* “–with layers and half a head of foils, please. Will it be any more than [amount I have budgeted for]?”

Hairdresser: “That’s not a problem; I can do it for that.”

(As she’s cutting my hair, we chat.)

Hairdresser: “Are you new in town?”

Me: “Yes, I’ve just moved from [City] and start work on Monday at [Local Hotel]. My birthday is coming up, so to celebrate I thought I’d treat myself.”

Hairdresser: “Happy birthday and welcome to [Town]!”

(Once we finish with the foils and it’s time for me to pay:)

Hairdresser: “If you have time, I’ll do [expensive hair treatment].”

Me: “I only have [amount we agreed on].”

Hairdresser: “Don’t worry.” 

Me: “Okay, thank you.”

(When I go to pay)

Me: “Thank you! I love it. I definitely will be back.”

Hairdresser: “Great, I’m glad you like it. That’s [amount half of what we agreed on]. Happy birthday and good luck with the new job.”

Me: *almost in tears* “Are you sure?”

Hairdresser: “Perks of being the owner; I can charge what I want.”

Me: *crying* “Thank you, this means a lot. I’ve had a tough time lately and thought this might give me a boost.”

Hairdresser: “You’re welcome. If you ever need someone to talk to, you are welcome to come here for a cuppa.”

(Years later, with her support, I’ve married, had kids, and moved away, but I’m still friends with the other hairdressers and she’s become like my second mum.)

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Unfiltered Story #188414

, , , | Unfiltered | March 7, 2020

(I work at a hair salon and we just got a new shipment of straighteners to use on our clients, and I’m not quite used to them yet. I accidentally push a button and turn up the heat 20 degrees.)
Me: “Whoops! Didn’t mean to put it on 420.”
Customer: “Well, we wouldn’t want to blaze it.”

Style Over Substance

, , , | Right | March 2, 2020

(I don’t much like going to barbers or hair places because I have perpetual bad hair day. I generally give up on instructions to the stylist.)

Stylist #1: “Scissors or clippers?”

Me: “Whatever you prefer to use.”

Stylist #1: *momentary confusion*

(One day, I get an older stylist and she realizes I am giving her the option to do what she wants.)

Stylist #2: “I’m going to thin out the base of your hair so it’ll rise up at the top, and…”

(She lost me with the rest of her plan. The “thinning” thing bothered me since my head was already doing that naturally, but I sighed inwardly and let it happen. I got three compliments on my hair the next day. I think I’m going back to her for my next haircut!)

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Unfiltered Story #185608

, , | Unfiltered | February 13, 2020

I was waiting while my wife got her hair cut when a guy walked in and this happened.

Guy: I checked in over the phone.

Receptionist: ??? We don’t do phone check ins.

Guy: *angry* What do you mean?! I called and checked in.

They went back and forth like this for a bit.

Guy: I called [competitor].

Receptionist: This is [hair salon].

Guy: Where’s [competitor]?

Receptionist: I don’t know.

Guy: Well I don’t know either!

Stylist: It’s down [street] a ways.

Guy: *marches out*

A Pinch Of Assault

, , , , , | Right | January 31, 2020

(I am an independent contractor in a barbershop. This means that, while I am a representative of the shop name, I build my own clientele, keep my own cash box, and pay the shop out rather than the other way around. The owner recognizes that we all are independent people and have different methods of building our clientele. Some can rattle off past haircuts, building an important rapport; I cannot. My memory is awful on the best days, and I have a hard time connecting 200+ heads to cuts monthly. Many of my clients understand this, due to working with the public themselves, and know I like confirming information, anyway, to ensure the best cut. I build my rapport with my clients through comics books, video games, horror, and the mouth my sailor father gifted me. I had one client yesterday that decided that wasn’t good enough.)

Client: *sits* “You remember my haircut, right? It’s easy!”

Me: “Sorry, [Client], you know my brain isn’t wired that way. I remember you, of course. Your haircut, not so much.”

Client: “What would it take for you to remember it, huh?”

Me: “Unfortunately, there’s not much you can do. There are maybe four cuts in the last six years that I can remember consistently, and even then, I always double-check in case I remembered an old cut, instead.”

Client: “What if I pinched you? You’d remember it then, right?”

Me: “What? Dude, you’d just be the d**k that pinched me. That’s all I’m going to remember.”

Client: “I think it’s worth a shot.”

Me: “I actively have sharp objects in my hand. Don’t pinch me.”

(The rest of the haircut goes through a similar conversation, him amused, myself annoyed. I finish the cut and he hands me his payment.)

Client: *pinches my arm as soon as he lets go of the money* “Pinchy!”

Me: *swats* “Ay, a**hole!”

Client: *running out the door, giggling* “Next time, you’ll remember!”

(It’s been fifteen hours. I’ve already forgotten his haircut.)

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