Showing posts with label haircuts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haircuts. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Getting A Haircut...Part II

"How long you been in Georgia?"

"Let's see, I moved down in '87 when I needed to transfer to a 4-year university. I was majoring in Education and thought I wanted to be a teacher..."

It was then I noticed something out of the corner of my good (left) eye that caught me a little off guard. The lady that was cutting my hair had the shakes, the tremors, the trembles, whatever you want to call it. She had an unsteady hand and was holding a pair of razor sharp shears heading directly towards my left ear.

"Honey, when did you say that you moved to Georgia?"

"It was 1987." (tremble)(snip) "Where are you from?" I asked.

"Here and there," the stylist replied. (tremor) (snip snip) (shake) "How's your Mamma and them? They all right? You got any kids? Are you married?" (Shake)

The conversation continued this way for the next several moments. I would ask her a question and she would give me a one-word answer and then try and get me to start talking about myself. Now some people, and I'm one of 'em, get to talking about themselves and they can't concentrate on anything other than what is being discussed, which is them. (Shake)

I finally realized that I was being distracted. If I wasn't really paying attention to my stylist it would be easier for me to overlook those trembling hands when they gently nudged my right ear with the tip of the scissors...

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Getting A Haircut...Part I

They say that the early bird catches the worm, but in my case, the early bird gets a 25% discount on a haircut at my local hair salon.

It's not exactly "my" hair salon. I don't have a regular person that does my hair anymore. I used too, but I got tired of following my stylist from one location to the next. It seems she couldn't get along with any of the other stylists so she just moved from place to place. I asked her one time why she didn't want to open her own place and she said she didn't like to work alone.

Nowadays, in my small town we got one of those places where no appointment is necessary. You walk right in and then spend the next fifteen minutes explaining to the new person how you want your hair cut. I can't stand that. Stop asking me questions and just cut my hair!! I don't need a guaranteed hair cut and I don't need any super uber expensive hair styling products.

"Would you like me to wash your hair today?" (How much?) It's only 5 dollars more." (No)

"Would you like me to blow dry your hair? (How much?) "It's 3 dollars." (No)

"Would you like me to put some mousse in your hair?" (How much?) "It's free if you purchase the small 19.99 bottle of super secure hair bond from Saul Nitchell." (No, thanks)

"You're a lot more friendly than my last client. She was rude and kept telling me to just cut her hair. I've heard some things about her and her ex husband that you wouldn't believe. How long you been in Georgia?"

"Excuse me..."
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