So many of you had met Stacey, the girl I was dating for a few months last year. I met her after I had made the decision to move to Richmond. We broke up 3 days after I moved here, her ex came back into the picture and it was just not what I had signed on for. So I was single again, and in a new city. A whole new world!
I started at the salon about a week after the move, and I actually had a very rocky first day. One of my roommates Loren, is a chef, and the day before I started working, I saw her sharpening her knives. My haircutting shears were in need of a sharpening, and I got the brilliant idea to let her sharpen them on her knife sharpener. When she handed them back to me, they felt very sharp and I was all excited to start my first day at the salon with freshly sharpened shears.
On my first day, I already had two clients on my book. The first one happened to be the owner's mom, who gets her hair done in the salon by whoever is available. I gave her color and highlights, and then it came time to cut her hair. I pulled out my trusty sharp shears, and began to cut, or so I thought. Apparently, you can't sharpen haircutting shears on a knife sharpening steel. It had made my blades so very dull, that they were literally BENDING her hair between the blades. I panicked. It's my first day, and my shears DON'T WORK. and, I'm doing the boss's mother's hair. Lol... luckily she was very sweet and we laughed about it... even though I was mortified. And I still had another client to do after her, one who wasn't related to the salon. I had to ask one of my brand new coworkers if I could borrow her shears to do the haircut, and this is a big 'no-no' in our world. I felt like a giant jackass!
Even though I felt completely unprepared, my two first clients both loved their hair, so that made me look good with the boss lady. I can laugh about it now!
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