I am that kind of girl who prefers the hair dresser to meet me in the comfort of my own home.Or I actually wouldn’t mind going to the hair dressers home that way she cleans up after. Either way I get my hair fixed.
So yesterday decided to face my fears and head to a saloon. At 11:00am I walked in and I was met with blank stares only until I announced that I was there to get my hair fixed did one of the ladies find her voice and offered me a sit. Next to me was the client who just couldn't shut up, she educated us on her knowledge of hair, to how fat she had become that she didn’t recognise herself, to how she has very dark hair and how she works in an office. Then I wondered if I had made the greatest mistake of 2011 as yet.
Finally at 11:30 one of the ladies starts on my head after fifteen minutes she realises she has to take her kids to the toilet and on her way back she remembers she needed lunch .. Am left there with no explanation as lady downs her chicken and chips. Later she comes back and then this other lady comes and dumps her kids at the saloon by now I realised I cant do kids. May be that’s why I haven’t got any as yet. Kids were too inquisitive, too loud , too everywhere. By now I wanted to scream.
By 6:30pm, I was bruised, wet, burnt (in that order) and for the first time in years I couldn’t wait to bear the winter cold.
I vowed never again and with this trauma, I don’t think anyone I know will be going to that Saloon any day soon.
Food for thought:
“The Sovereign Lord has given me an instructed tongue,
To know the word that sustained the weary.
He wakens me morning by morning
Wakens my ears to listen like one being taught.”
Isaiah 50:4
12 comments:
and you hadnt made noise yet?! eeeh i would be telling them off so loud the kids woulfd have gotten quiet. soooorrrry
For sure, your not naming is becoming a good trait. Otherwise this would have been real bad publicity.
What is it with u and Lulu and not wanting children. Hmmmm, aha!
@Lulu..i got to a point that i just let it be and watched the clock..
@Nev..Its not 'Not wanting' kids. its not wanting them at particular times like yesterday..:-)
Well, what else was the lady next to you talked about. Cars? the weather? or Men? She just wanted "kaboozi"
Please, me I want names......
oops sorry about that treatment (souding as though the saloon was mine) ahem...no it wasn't.
Name and Shame them
Is it in SE? We have a few I've walked out of.
children. me i want children.
Almost sounds like my former Jamaican barber shop - what should normally take not more than 15-20 mins would take well over an hour coz of arguments (with baby mama on phone), arguments with another barber to not change the CD, long pauses to break out in dance, chicken and fries breaks, smoke break. It only seemed funny a couple of days after.
Oh, and Maua - this was in Streatham
Guys i would love to name and shame but i kinda don't even think they have a name....hmm
@Maua that is in Slough .
@Nev...I will babysit..on a good day of course.:-)
@Wendal - do you think white people's saloons are more pleasant to visit..?
Hahaha, kyoka UGal.
@Ugandan Girl - I dont know. I cant say coz I never tried. I switched to barbers who happened to be Algerian after that. They were cleaner, much more quieter, and professional. But strangely enuf after a while I missed the chaos of the Jamaican barbershop that I went back every now again, only to wonder why i ever did
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