A long time friend of mine works at a local rather upscale salon. Since she’s been cutting my hair ofr years, I still go to her, even tho it costs a little more now. She does give me one hell of a discount.
Anyways, I show up a little early for a haircut one day so I have to wait a bit. I saunter on back to her booth and say hey to Diana (that’s her name, Diana. Do keep up.) Seems Diana is working on my friend Amy, I half notice. Amy had said she had an appointment near mine that day, so I wasn’t surprised to see her. Besides, Diana still does all of her friends and previous clients from the other, less upscale place.
Like I said, I was half paying attention because I saw as I got back there that another friend of mine was in the other waiting/lounge area. One of those types of friends whose panties I want on the floor of my abode, if you catch my drift.
Anyways, Amy is sitting there in Diana’s booth, getting her brows, upper lip, and between the brows waxed. As I walk past the booth, I nod at Diana and say, “Hey, little girl. You’d better get that lip waxed. Ain’t gonna get no boyfriend if you got a 'stache!” And I go and chat in the lounge with my friend.
Well, I finally get to sit in Diana’s chair to get my hair cut and she tells me that’s she’s mad at me for being so rude. I half heartedly agree and say something like “Well, what’s done is done. I’ll apologise to her later.” Diana seemed somewhat confused by my response, which confused me, too. Oh well.
In a few minutes, my hair is done and I’m chatting with Diana as she cleans up and I write her a check. Just then Amy comes back to the booth to say hi. I say, “Hey. You’re back? Sorry about being so rude earlier.”
Amy says, “What are you blathering about? I just got here.”
My jaw drops, my eyes open wide, and all the blood leaves my face. Diana notices and asks, “You thought my wax job was Amy? I mean sure, she did look like her a little…” And then she realised that I only saw her with all the stuff on her face, while her eyes were closed and her head wrapped in a towell. She burst out laughing.
“You trashed a total stranger!” she tells me through her giggles. “That was a walk in. Just moved into the area. You idiot!”
That poor, poor woman. She never came back. I hope she found a good salon where she doesn’t get insulted by total strangers…
:smack:
