25 June 2008

The Blather Factor


Please forgive a vent, but I recently got a bad haircut and I must out with my angst. My beloved Rachel who usually does a fantastic job had to go and give birth (the nerve! I mean, what is more important than my hair regimen? Chat and snip happily all day, or listen to screaming all night. Is this difficult?)

And I realized that there is much more to a good hair cut than just something with a tolerable style time and a low non-frump factor. A good haircut comes from a good stylist. It is so difficult to have someone new cut your hair once you have found the one. This is how the conversation went at my recent appointment:

S: Shall we wash your hair?
Me: Yes, please.
silence
Me wanting to not have a 30 minute silence since I'm already nervous that I could be sitting in the chair of a butcher. . . So Rachel had her baby?
S: Yep.

More silence.

I wonder why this girl went to hair school if she cannot talk the hind leg off a mule and put me at ease. So I begin talking about my two children, and the fact that I just gave birth two months ago as she finishes washing my hair. She starts cutting my hair.

S: So, do you have any kids?

I won't bore you with the rest of our terrible conversation, as it was much of the same: me saying something and not being listened to or receiving a monosyllabic response. Hello! If you can't carry on a conversation, you should at least be a good listener. Or you should not go to hair school. The haircut is tolerable, but I will not be going back to the non-listener. Because a good hair cut is not just a good hair cut. It is a treasured and rare escape from children and laundry and dishes and vacuuming. And as a full time housewife and mother to two children who do not yet string full sentences, I want some bona fide adult conversation for pity's sake!

15 comments:

Gina said...

I Agree!

Amy said...

I sometimes find it best to jump around between hairstylists so I can be pleasantly, surprised/happy at the new approach a new person took to my style; or I can just use the excuse that they were not a very good hairstylist if I do not like how it turns out. I get very frustrated when I return to the same stylist time after time and every time my hair changes. I am okay with silence, maybe because that is my time when I get it. My daughter talks nonstop.

Your Favorite BLONDE Auntie-Dearest said...

So how's that post-partum thingy working for you, Hon?

Hey It's Di said...

You poor dear! Hairstylist chairside manner is just a must! I think the girl missed "socializing 101" & "gossip a bit. . snip a bit" classes. If she can't cut and talk/listen at the same time then she needs a new career.

I fortunately have my sister as my stylist. Sometimes I've heard the stories over and over though:/ But at least I can gripe loudly when the cut or conversation is not going as I would like:)

Dansie Family said...

i just go the beauty school for 5 dollar haircuts once a year or so. i'm trying to convince tom to cut mine since i cut his. he hasn't agreed yet. but when i do get mine done, i hate to talk. its awkward and i know they don't really care how many kids i have or where i live. i would rather sit there in silence and just get the whole experience over.

Angie Lewis said...

Hmmm...I think I agree with you on this one, it is nice to have someone that can at least hold a decent conversation with you. Sorry it was so rough, but at least she wasn't a butcher!

laceeJ said...

I also have my sister as my stylist. And it's easy to tell her to do a better job, shut her pie hole, etc. JUST KIDDIN;) She lives in St. George and she has been back at the Paul Mitchell school TEACHING in New York, so she knows her stuff if you ever want a great haircut/color. She'll also come to your house TOO! I'm sure you look great, though. You're probably like all the rest of us and too hard on yourself! Let's see a pic!

www.potsandpins.com said...

Oh my, I could talk for 23 days about having my hair cut and the vat of tears that immediately follows after walking out of a "salon," practically bald (anything above the shoulders is a sign of male-pattern baldness for me)and feeling the need to get a part-time job to pay for the folicle injustice that robbed my bank account...I totally agree with you - if they can't talk/listen then they have no business going to "beauty school"...isn't talking a form a beauty? Isn't typing? I think so! Now I'm all worked up with no where to go! And hey - it's called BEAUTY SCHOOL for a reason - we're supposed to walk out of a salon being beautiful!! Sheesh, it was good to get that off my chest!

Lori said...

I'm sorry your stylist was not there for you. When I found THE ONE, she moved, AHHH!!! But it's better now, because she moved back! But during those dark, bitter days, I bounced from cutter to cutter and even tried cutting my own hair for a while - that was interesting. So, I know how you feel. It is soooo hard to find someone else once that bond of trust has been established with someone else. It is fun to talk while she's cutting my hair, and it helps when you know people in common. But that sounds like you had a Horrible-No Good-Very Bad hair cut!

Bonnie & Eric said...

Wow...I'm so sorry for you. Bad haircuts are terrible. Even as a Beautician I have still had them. I went to mothers group last week and missed ya. Hope your trip out of town was fun.

Wright Family said...

Thanks for your comment on my blog it made my day!
You know, I am happy to cut your hair anytime. I have a little mini salon in my home. Sorry you had such a bad experience. I'm as picky as ever with my hair so I know how you feel. I would just do it myself if I could.

Susan Vilate said...

Holy cow! What a haircut! I wonder if anyone ever actually gets those ridiculous haircuts in the magazines at the salon. And I agree with you. That's the reason I can't go to beauty school. I can't talk when I don't have anything to say.

Jill said...

I've faced this same dilema. My beloved hairdresser of many years quit, and while her replacement did a fabulous job on my hair, we had nothing in common. I found a new hairdresser who was fun and talkative, but the cut isn't as good.
Strangely enough, I'm willing to put up with difficult hair for a month to avoid an hour of uncomfortable silence.

The Rookie said...

That picture is too grotesquely hilarious.

And I am feeling you on the loss of a good stylist. My perfect stylist (who happens to be my roommate's sister) is moving to Chicago for her husband's job in a few weeks. I really don't know what I'll do. She just GETS my hair. My naturally curly, please don't turn it into a poodle-cut because it can really shrink up, lovely hair (lovely only because of her). She knows it. What ever shall I do?

And the girl can talk!

myimaginaryblog said...

It took nearly three hours to get my hair done today (haircut plus color throughout -- I guess I have a lot of hair.) My stylist (who does a great job -- so glad to have found her) is 21 and LDS and trying really hard to decide whether to marry her boyfriend, who sounds to me like he is, frankly, a bit of a jerk. I was trying to gently steer her towards breaking it off with him, but without being pushy -- and when I came home I was exhausted (although I did not regret my efforts.) I'm something of an introvert, so conversing that long with someone I only see every several months when I get my hair done is fatiguing, even if I didn't care about the stylist's making a wise eternal decision.