Yea? What so you want

I post a position on Craigslist for an assistant at the salon. I get numerous resumes and emails in response with spelling and grammar errors. Several with now idea what the job was and they had no working knowledge of what would be expected of them. The real prize went to the applicants that answered their phones with.."Yea?! What do you want"

Life changes

Last night I called my grandmother to say  hi and see how my brother was doing. What I heard was, "The number you have reached has been disconnected and is no longer in service." My grandmother has moved out of my childhood home and is no living with my Uncle. I have not had the chance to say goodbye to that old house. The "blue room" where I lived for several years. The breakfast room where my grandmother and I would have tea. The basement where I held my first teen party. All gone and in the hands of the church...(my grandmother deeded the house to the parish). My parents are getting older, I am getting older. Change is horrible when it side swipes you. It takes the breath out of the body and breaks the heart. Time to deal with life.

Can't please everyone all the time

That would be great to believe if it wasn't what I did for a living! There seems to be an idea that hairdressers don't feel horrible when they are unable to meet someone's needs. Like we are heartless and that we intentionally "ruin" someone's hair. That just is not the truth. True, some hairstylists "ruin" hair for lack of experience or neglect but doing it on purpose? That is crazy! 

There are stylists like myself that carry the failure around or months. I was unable to meet the needs of a guest this weekend and it actually keeps me up at night. "What could I have done differently?", "Did I not listen?", "Does she actully hate me for doing it?". There are hairstylists that act cold and bitchy but most of use have feelings an when we are not successful, we are sincerely upset when things don't go as planned. 

Saying goodbye

Her life had been an amazing one. She came into our homes in June 1999 through a rescue agency. Not more than 2lbs when we met her as a 6 month old Yorkie. "Sassy" they called her at the rescue and we changed it to P'Nut but as she got older, the name Sassy would have better suited her. 

The last year of her life was filled with poor health, dementia, and loss of hearing. She was a valiant fighter and would always bounce back but a month ago she became too ill and her little body just couldn't fight anymore. On December 6, 2013 we let her go in peace as we were both there holding her little body reassuring her that it was going to be so much better. The hardest part of letting her go has been saying goodbye. It's as if my heart has been thoughtlessly ripped from my body and is being stabbed by sharp knives. Why does this hurt so badly? I miss my little girl....

Let it go

Holding in to the past can be stressful and makes it impossible to enjoy the present.

"F you and F her too"

Silly and not intended to offend but it's becoming my norm to hear stylists I work with swear with such tone. They seem to never stop and it is becoming such a problem my clients are even mentioning it. Is this okay? If you were paying 199.00 for color and a cut do you want to hear the f bomb every other word from the stylist in the salon? What would you do? 

Really, let me know. 

Pick your topic

I'm from the old school of hairstylists where we pick topics that are suitable for everyone in the salon. I'm surrounded by younger stylists that swear, talk about sex parties, and politics in the salon. I just think it's in poor taste.