Too much, too little

This week we are talking about bad hair cuts. I have had my share of them, it seems that every hair cut is a bad one. That might have something to do with the fact that I only cut my hair once every 2 to 3 years now.

When I was younger I had long beautiful hair. I loved it, my parents had just purchased a lot of hair supplies for me: scrunchies, barrettes, bows, ribbons, etc. When my dad took me in to get a trim. He told the stylist that I was only there for a trim then he went to the waiting room. I sat in the chair and waited as my hair was brushed, spritzed, combed, snipped. When I was turned around to look in the mirror I was staring at a the shortest I had ever seen my hair. I was in tears. My dad was furious. My mom when she saw my hair went down there and the lady only replied, “Well what do you want me to do? Glue it back on?” Another appointment was made at a different salon and a very nice lady fixed the horrible cut by giving me a pixie. While the pixie cut was cute I was not happy at all. I was a tomboy and always got teased for being like a boy, now I looked like one! Or so I thought.

Once my hair had grown back out I decided I wanted a perm. My sister and her friends (10 years older than myself) all had them and I wanted to be exactly like my big sister. In my eyes she was cool. She was in high school, she got to travel by herself to the big city (for a chorus concert and she was on a bus with the other students), she had a job, and drove a car! Not just any car but my dad’s Impala convertible. I wanted to be like her. So I begged until my mom agreed to the perm. She made an appointment for me. I came out of the salon thinking I looked wonderful. A few hours later I was sitting on the porch with my brothers when one of them dumped a bucket of water on my head. My hair was ruined. I never tried to get a perm again after that.

Then here a few years back I decided I wanted to donate my hair to Locks of Love. It went all the way down my back and I wanted a change. One of my cousin’s went with me since Wyatt was only a toddler there was no way he would sit still while my hair was cut. I had the cut picked out and showed it to the stylist. She nodded and said she could do it. Excitement filled me as she shampooed my hair. I had not been to a salon to get my hair cut in over 13 years, the last time was in middle school. My cousin popped in with my son in her arms after a bit. She and the stylist started talking. The two of them agreed that my hair was cute. When I was turned around it was not the style I had asked for.

“It’s not short enough.” I told her.

The stylist looked at me and then to my cousin with a worried glance. Then said, “I think it’s cute. I’m not cutting any more. You’ll regret it tomorrow.”

That was the end of that conversation as she walked off into the back room. When I told the lady at the counter I was not happy with my cut she also told me it was cute and that I would regret it being shorter than that in the morning. She insisted that with as long as my hair was I didn’t know how short I wanted it and she seemed to think I would be in tears the next day.

I tired to make the best of it since nobody there wanted to cut it shorter. The picture on the left is what I was supposed to be getting done and the picture on the right is what I actually got. It is a cute cut, it was just not what I had requested.

 

Now as I am getting ready to go back to get my hair done I have been thinking about the cut I want for a long time. Since last summer. It will be a short one yet again and one that will be easier for me to curl. I love my long hair but every three years I want to cut it all off and let it grow out again.

I have more hair disaster stories that belong to my children. Like the time my oldest brother decided he could give my 4 year old son a hair cut before the “grandkid” portrait we were getting for my parents. Or the time my daughter went to her dad’s for the weekend with beautiful curls and came back with short straight hair (her curls never did return). That time I decided I could cut my son’s hair (he was 10 now) and ended up having to shave it.

Have you ever had a barber/stylist refuse to cut your hair the way you requested? Or do something completely different than what you had in mind?

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About Angela Schroeder

Angela Schroeder is a single mother of three. She was born and raised in Iowa in a river town known for its pearl buttons. Having four siblings, she never lacked for someone to play with. As she grew older, she found herself pulled into books and writing more and more. Her parents are her heroes, her siblings her confidants and tormentors, and her children are a wonderful blessing. Church is important to her children and her. They enjoy the friendships they’ve made with the people there. Writing has always been a passion. Her first experience was in fifth grade when she went to a one-day writing conference. After that she knew it was something she wanted to pursue.
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12 Responses to Too much, too little

  1. Oh my, I think anyone that visit a salon has had it happened. The good thing is finding someone you like and use them on a regular basis. The girl that does my hair and nails, also does my daughters, and we have used her for 12 years now. My hair is to my waist after wearing it very short for over 30 years. I do color my hair at the salon (which isn’t cheap) and I was a bit disappointed in the color this last time, she didn’t listen to what I wanted. But it is only hair and the next time I go in, I will make sure we have a clear understanding of the color choices. BTW, the color that was supposed to be at the back underside was a red-violet (not natural) and instead she put a burgundy. I actually have 3 colors in my hair….not counting what God gave me!

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  2. jeff7salter says:

    the length in this recent photo is, I think, a nice-looking length for you.
    That said, I can’t believe those stylists would REFUSE to cut the length you requested — and presumably paid for.
    Reading about that experience when you were younger just makes me angry — why on earth did the stylist ignore both your wishes and your dad’s instructions? Who do they think they are?
    Kudos for donating your hair. I know someone here who grows her hair long and then donates it.

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    • Thank you Jeff. I grew to like that length after a few days.

      As for her refusing I wondered if she had a rough day, maybe she had been laid into for cutting too short earlier that day. Though my sister has had a few stylists who did something completely different than requested and insisted they knew what would look best on her even if she didn’t like it.

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      • jeff7salter says:

        well, it’s one thing for an experienced stylist to say, “Hon, I’ve done a lot of these and I really believe you’ll regret going shorter. Let’s try this longer length and if you don’t agree, I’ll trim more off at no charge.”
        To me, that would be the professional way to handle it.
        But to say, No, I won’t cut it any shorter and you’ll thank me later — that’s rude, unprofessional, and aggressive.

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  3. I have NEVER had a ‘professional’ give me the cut/style I asked for, ever! I only had one really good cut in my whole life.More on that this Friday.I am sorry. I have no idea why these people are in business.

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  4. Patricia Kiyono says:

    I’m with Tonette. I’ve never come out looking like what I think I’m going to look like. But your haircut definitely doesn’t come close to the other picture!

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    • My older sister found a salon she loves after searching for years and suggested that I go there for my next cut. I told her I would try, that we could go together and even take my daughter with us and make a day of it.

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  5. Cheryl says:

    I remember the last bad haircut I got was several years ago, I had moved due to the divorce and was looking for a new stylist as it was not realistic to drive the long distance to the one and only stylist in a salon who ever did as I asked. So I went to a salon recommended by a friend. The stylist was very rough with my hair, he yanked it as he combed it. He jerked my head around as he cut the different parts of my hair, cut the layers much shorter than I asked and he started tearing it with a razor and I asked him to please not use a razor on my hair, well he continued and I asked him to please stop. He screamed at me that I don’t tell him how to cut hair. After that he styled my hair with the blow dryer and was burning my scalp. I was quite upset, when they told me that the bill was about $30 more than I expected. I paid it with a tip, which I kicked myself for doing later. I left the salon and broke into tears in my car. Hearing people say it is just hair, it will grow back is no consolation when you dread looking in the mirror as you don’t want to see how bad your haircut is.

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    • Oh my goodness! What an awful experience, I hope you found a great stylist at your new location.

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      • Cheryl says:

        I went nearly a full year without a haircut. I met a new guy (now my husband) and told him my haircut horror story and my dread of salons. I told to be prepared, I need to go and get a haircut and if it’s bad, I’ll be difficult to be around. He offered to cut my hair for me and I said sure. So I let my new guy give me a haircut, and he gave me the best haircut that I could remember getting. I told him he was now my new stylist, this was not a one time good deal. He said he would continue to do it for me if that’s what I wanted. I have not set foot in the salon since and he has continued to do a great job on my hair, he even colors it for me now. So I save hundreds of dollars a year and get pampered by my husband so that getting my hair trimmed is a pleasant bonding experience, not something to dread. So yes I found my great stylist (not licensed, just good with the shears) and I married him 😉

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