dumb/stupid... I do not know

Well I didn't have to think long and hard for something to write.  I started this morning with the best breakfast ever.  It was shameful I had enough food you would have thought that I was working on the farm.  Then I was off to the hairdresser.  Well my hairdresser tore her back up , so off to another location.

When I arrived at the next salon I was greeted so wonderfully I started to smile.  the kind baby face apologized and advised me that she would not be able to service me.  She asked snobby island face to please assist me.  The response from snobby she is busy and another baby face will be in, when I asked when she did not know.  A little floored I wanted to make sure I heard her right, because I was certain the the fluffy waffle goodness was clogging my ears.  So she asked another face in the distance when is my baby face coming back, no one knew.  So I left and off to the next location I went.  This time only three stylists in the place and no baby faces to be found.  The woman that greeted me went to ask the African American baby face to do my hair.  The response why would you assume that I know how to do her hair... I was ping ponged around until the same woman was told to take me.  But she was very busy texting.  I turned to leave.  The kindly ancient greeter said sit she will be with you when she is done.  I decided not in a mood to tolerate any disrespect and it was way to early for a dftd, so I continue to walk out.  Ancient face grabbed me and said where are you going.  Spinning the cane around I am ready to fight... I don't mind beating and antique up.

Off to call corporate face up and advise them I tried to look presentable for my entrance into Faceland, but I could not receive any assistance.  Nobody wanted my money.

dftd

Poor customer service.

Assault

And the shear and utter disbelief that they did not and do not realize the gold mine they had before them.  I am a fat , black, sweaty African American woman that needs her hair done at least once a week since it is so hot.  I would love not to have to wake up at the crack of dawn , pack my meals for the day and rush off to the hairdresser.  The trips to the hair dresser is like black Friday.  But it comes once a week.  African American woman have as many if not more possible services that can be done for them.  And Momma always says she pays for peace, so a premium could be had.  I know I would pay a little more so I do not spend all day getting my hair done.


I need to have a back up hair dresser.  When mine is on the DL list I am stuck looking like a bush boogie.

waiting for Stepford wife face to say something about the hair...pray for her

ldhfme