One downside to moving frequently or traveling for extended periods of time is the need to find a good hair stylist.
Basically, it can be a crapshoot.
Most of the time I’ve been fairly lucky with my choices. Haven’t ended up bald or with green hair yet.
But, I think green hair would have been preferable to what I got from a local ‘chop shop’ the other day.
I booked a color and a cut for 10AM on a Tuesday morning and showed up 20 minutes early.
The stylist acknowledged my arrival and said she’d be 10 minutes more with her current client.
An hour and 10 minutes later I finally sat down in her chair.
I probably should have taken the hint and left when she gave me a waiver to sign which included phrases like ‘drastic changes’.
We discussed the procedure. Cover the too obvious roots, add a few foils and give it a good trim.
I was a little puzzled when she did the foils first. But hair technology is not my business, so I figured she was using a different procedure.
Washed out and still wet, I could still see the roots pretty distinctly. Hoping for the best, I thought perhaps it would look different when dry.
Around that point, Ed came in to see whether I was ready and she told him that we’d only be another 10-15 minutes.
I’ve got this voluminous mass of fine wavy hair which has never taken less 40 minutes to cut properly… by anyone.
Five minutes and about 7 snips later she said we were done. No fluff and fold.
OK… no problem. I was planning to hike that afternoon anyway.
Gave her a 20% tip and I was out the door.
About an hour later, I had a look and realized the color coverage just wasn’t satisfactory, so I called and made an appointment to go back.
This time she got the color right and because she didn’t charge me, I gave her a $25 tip.
Later that afternoon I realized she hadn’t washed me out properly and I still had a big sticky mess of color on the back of my head.
As I was styling the do the next morning, I was mortified by what I saw.
There were massive chunks missing in really obvious spots. Some pieces were cut on the diagonal so that the long end was 2 inches shorter than my basic length and the short end of the cut was 3 inches shorter. (The picture does not do the original mess justice – trust me, it was RAGGED.)
It took me a few days to garner the courage, but I knew I had to go back and report the incident — if only to save others from a similar fate.
Fortunately, the woman with whom I spoke was the manager and she promised to make things right.
It was with great trepidation that I sat down in the shop again, but fortunately, the second stylist was much more adept and did the best she could with the mess.
It looks better than it did, but I can hardly wait to get back home and have Lindsay fix it up properly.
Lisa Gergets says
Oy chihuahua! I don’t think I’ll ever find someone that cuts my hair perfectly! I can totally relate to the frustration of having to go back again. And again. Traveling’s just got to make it even harder.
Well, at least it’s not green. LOL
Rosalind Gardner says
Oy chihuahua? I love that… may have to use it myself, thanks.
Good luck finding that perfect cut. 🙂
I’ll dread the day I need to start covering grey hairs, because it’ll mean going to the hair dresser more than once a year. 😛 I always get people admiring my long hair, but truth is that’s just the result of avoiding hairdressers as much as possible.
Thankfully, when I do go to the hairdresser, she’s an absolute gem. She’s NEVER stuffed up my hair. I once went to a hairdresser that had a foot massager and massage chair as you were getting your hair coloured and cut. They did a terrible job. I’ll sacrifice the gadgets any day in return for a worry-free haircut.
Maybe when you travel you should ask store clerks (with beautiful hair!) where they get their hair done. Might save you the horror of simply waltzing into a bad hair cut! 😛
Rosalind Gardner says
Who said anything about covering grey? LOL!!!
BTW, I used to cut my own hair when it was really long. Did a better job than the chop shop chick.
And I hear you about asking people… next time, for sure!
Gail Trahd says
I’ve been covering some unnamed color of hair for the last several years. I use henna from a reputable company and love the results. That unnamed color comes out a bit red and the rest dark brown – natural highlights I call them! And, because my curly hair is very forgiving I usually do my own cutting. This all stemmed from the multiple times I walked out of the hair dresser mortified by the way I looked.
The last time my then 17 year old daughter was almost in tears herself (because SHE recommended the hairdresser) and told me that I looked like a pin head! Thankfully the stuff grows out!
I feel your pain!
Rosalind Gardner says
Poor Gail! I don’t expect ‘pin head’ was a good look for you. 🙂