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24 October 2007 @ 03:12 pm
BIIIIITCH  
Okay, THIS is why I was nervous about going into a salon to ask for a fringe trim.

I went into the place I'd been eyeing since it's near my dorm and looked nicely decorated. It took a lot of mental persuasion to walk through the door because of the potential realization of two big fears:

1. Rejection!
2. No rejection, but a shit job leaving me with ugly hair.

When I walked inside there were absolutely no customers, just a snooty woman behind the desk and a girl washing out the basins. I was glad to see that it wasn't busy because maybe then they'd have time to help me out. I gave the lady my little spiel that I had prepared: "Hi, I just recently moved here so I haven't been to see a stylist yet... But I really need to have my fringe trimmed and I was wondering if there's anybody in here who'd be willing to do that for me?"

The damn bitch obviously thought I was a huge idiot and started speaking to me like I was the thickest person she'd ever met. She slowly and carefully explained that her policy was that once you become a client and pay for the full haircut, wash, and blow dry, then you can have the added perk of coming in every so often to get your fringe trimmed for free.

No shit, bitch. That's how all hair salons are. I had even carefully worded my inquiry so that she would know that I understand this policy. So I told her that I didn't really need a full hair cut, but I would be happy to pay to get my fringe trimmed.

This made her decide that I am mentally retarded, I guess, because she basically reworded the exact thing she had said before but even slower and with more detail. What the hell. I zoned out waited for her to finish repeating herself/basking in the glorious glow of her own voice -- which took forever -- and then politely thanked her and left.

All the bitch needed to do was politely say, "No, I'm sorry, it's actually our policy here that we only do that for clients." I was not looking for a five minute description of how hair salons operate and I REALLY did not need her patronizing tone.

But honestly, I don't understand why she wouldn't just do it. Obviously she is the boss/owner/manager/whatever so it wasn't like she had to follow anybody else's orders. And the place was LITERALLY EMPTY. THERE WAS NOTHING GOING ON. She was just sitting behind the desk with her thumb up her ass waiting for someone to be snooty towards. I'm sure basin washing girl probably needed a break from doing her stupid job, too. And what did she think I was doing, making up a story to rob her of her "free perks"??? Booyyy did she have me pegged! After I got a free fringe trim from her, I was planning on going to the next salon and ask them to touch up the right side of my hair for free, and then I'd go somewhere else and get the left side done, and then somewhere else for the back. I must just be one of those no-good freeloading perk advantage takers! Never paid for a haircut in my life! She must be a very wise business owner to be able to spot horrid criminals like me! :/ ... I freaking explained my situation very clearly. Did she think I was lying when I said I'd just moved here? Yep, definitely a fake American accent if I've ever heard one! Nice try, me! AND WHO HAS EVER OFFERED TO PAY FOR A FRINGE TRIM!? What the hell? She could have easily earned a couple pounds in like 60 seconds AND if she had done a good job I probably would have gone back there to get my hair cut when the time comes and then I would be a real paying client worthy of her precious free perks. And from the looks of it, they need more clients in there.

BUT NO.

She was such a huge jerk that now I'm afraid to go ask anywhere else. And she was so mean that the only way I was able to keep from crying was to immediately walk down to the shop and buy some comfort foods -- Ben & Jerry's and a frozen pizza. So I guess I'll just wait a couple weeks until I just can't stand it anymore and make an appointment to get a proper haircut.

BUT GUESS WHICH SALON I WON'T BE GOING TO.

Yeah, how do you like me now, bitch?
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