Worst haircut ever

If I am an overly emotional person, I’d say I was traumatized by the experience. Instead I think I will just laugh it off as a learning experience.

So I walked into my favorite hair salon in downtown to mow the lawn on my head and decided to give the new guy a try when he came over and get me, after all, the last time I let a new guy do my hair, he turned out to be an extreme careful and sharp person. I must’ve bragged about how fast his scissor was moving to all of my friends back then.

Right away, I noticed some warning signs from this newer guy as I watched him make the preparations before the cut. He was constantly checking the line of customers coming in to the saloon instead of focusing on the preparation itself. He has bad hygiene and his interactions with the machineries are very rough. I should have balked right then, but I didn’t want to be rude and make him look bad just because of what I think he might be.

Well, turns out I was right all along. After enduring him constantly pulled my hair off because he raised the scissor too fast and the fact that he had no deodorant on at all, I drew the last straw when I saw the knife.

I didn’t believe he was going to do it first, but when the knife got as near as 1cm to my skin, I begin to understand that we live in two different realities. He had picked up a knife from the counter, without washing and without changing the blade in order to trim my side burns. A glimpse of the blade shows shaving creams and hairs from his previous victim.

This is when things got loud, I shouted stop so all the shop can hear and told him promptly to change the blade. When he started arguing with me, telling me to calm down as if I am a spoilt brat, I just got up and left, without finishing the hair cut. I never returned to that hair salon again. It’s sad that one bad apple change my whole view about that place, but I just don’t want to see that asshole again.