Hairdressers and Hairstyles

Why is it that hairdressers do the exact opposite to what you want them to do, I wonder....

O.K, so I phone the her after six months and ask if she could fit me in for a cut. "Yes she replies, Im not busy at the moment, January is always so quiet".

Great I say, we arrange for the home visit a few days later and as promised she turns up ready to give me a cut.

She asks me what I would like done (I'm sure I explained on the phone that I would like a cut but nevermind!).

I explain that I would like 1inch cut off of my lovely long locks and perhaps a few long layers put in.

No problem she says, and away we go. I'm busy discussing everything that has been going on with my life since her last visit and she is responding happily whilst cutting my hair.

She then asks me to lower my neck slightly so that she can check the length at the nape of my neck, of course I do as she asks and I lower my neck to see my wooden floor boards are covered in hair! When I say covered I mean covered at least a carrier bag full of my hair!

I shreiked and said " What have you done, where is my hair!!!!????" I put my hands through my hair and it's gone, she has cut it really short and I don't know whether to laugh or cry!

She gasped and said Im so sorry I have got carried away!

My hair is in the same style now as the Princess Di cut, o.k, I love that cut but I really was not ready to go short!continues to apologize but all I can think is what is my husband going to say? He absolutely loved my locks, I really did not know what to say to her so I pretended that it was fine (being the good customer, but inside I was shreaking with anger) paid her and sent her on her way with her dreaded scissors.

I can only think that where she has been so quiet she was really enjoying her work!

After spending a few hours or so trying to do something with my little bit of hair that I had left, I decided that yes it was fine and my hubby would love it.

I pack on a little more make up, put some earrings and lipstick on and wait patiently for his return home from work.

As he enters the lounge he shouts as he normally does "ola! hows my pretty girl" he's referring to our 14 year old golden retriever dog, however I respond like I normally do " I'm fine, are you ready for a surprise?", "Oh, I forgot you were having your hair cut today, are you pleased with it?" he responds.

I think to myself no point in responding let him see for himself, with the dog barking insanely like she does when he arrives home, I manouevre my way stepping over her and into the lounge and just give the biggest smile that I can and wait for his response....

Well, talk about shocked he looked at me and said "who are you?" I just burst out laughing and said I think the hairdresser was bored and wanted some practice!

The end to my tale is this, when you are having your hair cut I believe it is totally and utterly necessary to be specific! otherwise like me hair is no return!!!!!

By the way, hubby loved it!