Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Monday is the new Sunday
I took the day off yesterday. So it felt more like a Sunday for me instead of a Monday. Apparently this is a very common practice in the beauty salon world. I decided to use some of my time off yesterday to finally get that haircut I’ve been needing. Most places are closed Sunday, so I waited until yesterday. Wrong move.
The lady I usually go to takes Mondays off. Since she’s kinda far anyway (since I moved last year) I was open to trying someplace new. I went to this little shop near my house. Closed. Bummer. I drove a little further and found one that was open! Very exciting. It looked nice from the outside too. However when I went in, it was like a ghost town. Not a single body in sight. Empty chairs, music was playing, but no people. “Helloooo...?” Not even my own echo answered. So I left. Next two places I passed by were closed. (I found there are like 20 barber shops and beauty salons in a 5 mile radius around my house!) So I said fine, I’ll go to a frickin’ Supercuts, despite my sweetheart’s protests. I went in and there were three people waiting for one barber, and she had just started on the fourth person. I would be there for hours! Hell no, I was not waiting for that. I’d rather have bad hair.
I then noticed another beauty salon just a few stores over. How funny, so close by. I went in and asked how much it was for a trim. “Twenty dollah,” she answered in her Korean accent. But she didn’t ask me to have a seat, how odd. I didn’t see anyone else around, so I asked, “Should I pick out a hair style now?” She replied,"Oh, I have custamah righ now.” I looked around again. Not a single butt in a single chair. Okaaaaay… “Oh okay, bye then,” I said and left.
It’s a front, I just know it. They’re smuggling kimchi back there… or something. Wait, kimchi isn’t illegal. Well it should be! Ever smell that stuff?
So anyway, two miles later I finally found a place that could take me immediately. I got my haircut (a little shorter than I expected, but that’s okay. That must means I can wait longer till my next haircut.) Now I can feel the slightest breeze on the back of my neck again… and my ears. Brrrr. I always have to wear a hood in the mornings for a few days after a fresh haircut. But at least now I can fall out of bed and forget to brush my hair again without worrying too much! It’s all about priorities, y’know?
(1) Comments • (0) Trackbacks • Permalink
Categories: • Grrrrrr...