two brave hair decisions: part two

The trying-to-save-money-on-my-hair-strategy-part-two doesn’t work out quite as well as part one did.

I find a hair salon near me on Yelp.  $25 haircuts and the reviews are pretty good.

I get to the salon and remember the name Vivian from Yelp. She is in today and so I request her (later learning that by requesting someone $5 is added to the bill).  Vivian is at Excel’s other salon, a few blocks away.  The sweet receptionist calls her, and then says to me, “If you don’t mind waiting, Vivian can be here in 30 minutes.”  I have a book and my phone, so I say, “Sure; I’ll wait.”

50 minutes later Vivian breathlessly arrives.  She is so apologetic, so diminutive, and so grateful for my patience, I only smile and say, “No problem.”

I explain to Vivian that I only want a trim and to follow exactly the lines of my current cut.  Long layers.  Long bangs.  And don’t take more than ¾ inch off.  Together we decide that ½ inch is too little and a full inch is too much.  Vivian even uses her fingers to pinch ¾ inch of  space to eliminate any doubt of what ¾ inch looks like.

Vivian is meticulous.  She seems to know what she is doing.  She spends 45 minutes on my hair.  I keep saying, “Don’t cut too much.”  She keeps saying, “I’m not.  Less than an inch.” 

Yet somehow I end up with short hair.  Exactly what I didn't want.

The cut is good; the length is not.   But Vivian is so nice, I can’t hurt her feelings.  I tell her she’s done a great job, then comfort myself with the knowledge that hair grows.  

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