BY DAMARA HUTCHINS
I was around 22 years old and I wanted to cut my hair short. Not super short, but it had grown down to the middle of my back and I thought I'd have it trimmed to hang below my shoulders. It didn't seem like a big deal at the time.
I sat in the chair of the salon, which was one of those fantastic places that charged 10 bucks for a cut with no frills. The stylist seemed pleasant and she had her license posted in plain view. I could totally trust this woman with my lovely locks.
With distinct instructions on where I wanted my hairline to fall and requesting some simple layers in front, she began her work. She clipped several clumps to the top of my head and bent my chin down to my neck. This was odd, but she had that official license. Who was I to question her expertise?
I felt the cold metal of the scissors creep along the back of my neck as she cut my hair away.
"Wow! That feels pretty short!" I said alarmingly.
"It will dry longer," she confidently stated.
What followed was perhaps the worst hair massacre ever to occur in the history of that salon. My once long, beautiful mane was chopped unevenly into a mockery of what I had requested. It hung well above my shoulders. When I saw it, I was speechless. I couldn't even be angry in my shock.
I did pay, but only so I could hurry up and leave because I had to go cry in my car. I actually went to another salon to have it fixed later in the week which made it even shorter.
Though that is the worst cut I've ever had, it isn't the last time a stylist has cut my hair too short. When my niece, Brittany, posted on Facebook last week that a lady cut her hair shorter than she wanted it, I simply responded, "They always do."
I'm not saying they are all bad, just that some refuse to listen. If you find a good one, they are worth their weight in gold.
My husband, Chris, found a great barber. For guys, this is even more important because they have less hair to work with and more opportunity for little mistakes to leave a bigger impact. He doesn't like going to the other guys in the shop, but he accidentally did the other day.
Chris has a beard. I love his beard. It frames his attractive face and no one ever messes with his beard. At least, no one did mess with it until this other barber got ahold of him.
He sat in the chair for his usual cut thinking his regular guy was out of town. This new guy turned on the clippers and buzzed the side of his beard. No asking for permission or anything.
Well, the damage was done so the rest of the beard had to be evened out to match.
The cut was excellent, but the beard is significantly shorter. He was growing it for a reason. He expressed his displeasure about the situation and apologies were made.
I know it is only hair. Right now, my hair is so thin, I long for that crappy cut I had when I was 22. At least my hair grew back then!
Still, if it is your job, just take the time to communicate. We'll love you more and tip you better for it.