Today I added yet another bad hair-chopping to my life's experience. Why am I such a cheapskate?!? That's the underlying reason as to why I get such horrid haircuts! I'm convinced now that I need to spend a reasonable amount of money to get a haircut I like.
Here's the story . . . . It's been several months since I've had a haircut and my hair was showing it! My ends were frizzy and flying away. It just looked altogether unhealthy. Since we're still fairly new to the area and we don't know all the businesses in town. I had noticed a small shop on a main thoroughfare advertising an $8 haircut special. Sounded perfect!
So this afternoon, I put Chloe down for her nap and jetted out to the $8 hair joint. I should have walked out of the place as soon as I walked in, but I didn't. The tantalizing $8 haircut lured me. How do I aptly depict this place to you? It was empty of customers, tiny, cluttered with stuff and peopled by two workers who looked very different from each other. One was the manager - an overweight middle-aged woman with frizzy obviously-dyed blond hair (note to self: never get your hair cut in a place where you don't like the stylists' hair!). She was looking bored and curling her hair into sausages on her head that she wasn't combing out. The blond sausage curls were just standing atop her head. The other person was an african american fellow in his early 30's with an open shirt and singing along to the loud rap music coming from the nearby radio. He had no hair so I couldn't tell what type of stylist he was.
They were happy to have a customer and served me up some fresh coffee and gave me a chair. So far so good. I told Cedric that I needed a cut badly and that he could cut as much as 6 inches to get it healthy again. I also told him I needed something easy to style since I rarely have time to blowdry my hair in the mornings. He went to work at cutting and an hour later I had something on my head that
I HATE. In the cutting process, he had asked me if I'd mind layers around my face. I said, "Sure thing! Just NO BANGS. I've not had bangs since the 6th grade and I don't want them back again." (that's a direct quote) My hair was in my face most of the time, so I wasn't aware of the fact that he was chopping layers like crazy all over my head and I ended up with bangs that are just long enough to be in my face and to not go behind my ear.
I was upset. So much so that I cried all the way home and for a good deal afterwards. I didn't know what to do when it happened - I have such a tendency to be nice that I didn't know what to say when Cedric had finished and revealed something so totally opposite of what I asked for. This is NOT going to be easy to style (he took 25 minutes just blowdrying it and it was all a poof) and it contains BANGS. Because it is so layered all over the top, I have this mullet-thing in the back that I can just barely put into a ponytail. I also feel like I look much older with this new do.
Have you ever had this experience? If you didn't like the end-product, did you tell the hairdresser you didn't like it? Or demand your money back?
Anyways, thanks for listening. Here's a picture of the new do after I smoothed it down tremendously.