Life of a Hairstylist

It never ceases to amaze me how our business has turned into a joke of epic proportions. Everyday people have become “experts” at chemical services, and demand to speak to someone in “authority” because their over processed hair can’t be done without severe repercussions.

There are reasons to say NO to ANOTHER chemical service that our license can be revoked for. If your hair is in a weakened state from previous processing , and we do another service anyway? Our license is up for grabs.. Yes the State Board of Cosmetology has the right to suspend our license for knowingly causing harm or unnecessary damage. If we continue to do so? That license WILL be revoked..

So listen closely all you Varuca Salt’s of the world: “I want it NOW” is not an option.. So stop with the “know-it-all” crap you serve up because your bratty, self entitled, self important rantings are getting ridiculous.

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Silliness

Why do I get so aggravated by the Social Media liars and their rantings on everything from “Organic” to “Spying”? It makes me want to delete my entire social media to see bunches of lemmings blindly screeching that “McDonald’s is serving up human child parts!” Or “Starbucks is using caramel color #4 WE’RE ALL GONNA DIEEEE!” My favorite? “Facebook is using messenger to SPY ON YOU!!” Really.. Really… If people are honestly this stupid? How do they drive? How do they eat? And for the LOVE OF GOD why are they BREEDING!!??

It scares me how stupid people have become. They “believe” without a single piece of their own research. Just blindly saying “Do you think so? Is it possible?” NOOOOOO.. No it isn’t.. McDonald’s serving up human children and not one news report? Is it even necessary to research that? Human meat and not one news report or anyone going to jail.. Not one.. But “Hey! McDonald’s sucks! So it MUST BE TRUE!!”..

How does someone this stupid breathe without directions!?
See!? Just blogging it makes me crazy.. Must stop.. I’m in a digression shame spiral.

Musings

Sooooooo.. We have a meeting with the owner. He tells us he wants to know what we think. He opens the floor to questions or comments.. Sooooooo my coworker tells him. He begins to bite her head off. He didn’t mean for you to ACTUALLY tell him! He meant “I DARE you to tell me”