A Visit To The Hair Salon!
Today Was The Day
Peering into the mirror this morning, a thought flashed across my mind. Should I trim the front of my hair or should I get a haircut? It was then that I made the smart choice to go to see my hairdresser.
I don't always make the smart choice when the scissors tempt me. My stylist will often ask me if I have been trimming on my hair! I am not going to lie about it, she already knows I have. It must be pretty obvious or why would she even ask?
J was able to fit me in within the hour. I threw on some clothes and headed out the door for a relaxing visit? Would it be? She said that the shop was very quiet today. I love my hairdresser. She does a great job. I don't love where she works. I love the prices, but the place can be very busy at times.
J is young, nice looking, but tends to be a little hyperactive at times. She does not exude that calm presence that some have. She is cheerful and loves her customers, her face lights up when she sees familiar faces come through the door. Her customer following is strong which says a lot about her abilities as a hairdresser.
It was quiet when I arrived. I am hopeful that the shop will stay quiet a while longer. After a fifteen minute wait, my turn. I settled into the chair to explain my hair needs. We then proceeded to the wash basin for a shampoo. It was over much too quickly! Returning to the comfortable black chair, I sat relaxed from the shampoo. Ah, time for the scissor cut.
Ring, ring. The phone rings. There are only two stylists working, so J runs to answer the phone. She talks for at least five minutes and returns with her apologies to resume her task. One side of my head is shaped and looking good when the phone rings again. I am thinking to myself that the other stylist should answer it this time. No, J runs back to the front and sets an appointment for another day. Scurrying back, she resumes her work. By now my hair is drying and she has to apply water to one section of my hair to finish the cut. She finishes with a flourish and I am ready to have my hair dried.
I am no longer relaxed! I am just hoping that my hair turns out well with all of the interruptions. The shop is getting very busy. An elderly couple arrives and requests J for a haircut. She runs to the front to explain that she is booked for the next two hours. By now my hair is drying naturally. As I look in the mirror, I wonder how the style will turn out if she doesn't dry it soon.
J returns and performs her magic with a brush and hair dryer. She is truly talented and gifted. She loves her work. Her hair cuts are the best I have found, yet I wonder sometimes if I might enjoy a little atmosphere with my haircut. Perhaps some relaxing music or the smell of a scented candle in the background would be a welcome change. It sounds good, but I might not have that same hair cut to enjoy. Two weeks from now, that haircut will still hold its new shape and I will be glad that I endured the hectic hour in a noisy, busy salon.
Thanks J, see you next time!
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