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Monday, February 21, 2005 · posted at 11:01 AM

Hair-raiser. At the risk of sounding like a Long Hair Lovers blog, I have to talk about my hair-related epiphany.

I seldom go to the salon to get my hair cut for a multitude of reasons (see also hair nest entry). I'm cheap, lazy and seldom like the end result (always thinking it could be shorter, more layered, lighter, etc).

Sidebar: My roommate works at Pottery Barn and when she has customers who want to purchase shelves, she sends them to Target to get them for a fraction of the price. I wish stylists did that. "The layering 'do you want could be done at Supercuts... or the beauty school dropout... or with a pair of garden shears in your bathroom..."

I'm a chronic stylist shopper, jumping from one salon to the next in search of "the perfect cut." Then when I leave the salon feeling slightly disgruntled at having doled out half my paycheck for a style I'm not in loooove with, I vow to never return and find a better place.

This weekend, I got my hair cut in Hillcrest. Gay guys know hair right? During the consultation, I found myself nodding and saying, "yeah" and "uh huh" a lot, to the point where I thought "wait a minute, was this my idea or theirs?" When I saw two other girls getting similar color jobs, it became clear that it was not mine.

It seems that anytime I walk into a situation, I expect the benefits to just fall into my lap without having to do any work whatsoever. For instance, everytime I go to the salon, I have no idea what I want - just that I don't like my hair at its current state. I expect the stylist to be a stylist AND mindreader and at the end of the visit, I expect to be spun around in the chair, look in the mirror and just have one of those almost-bursting-into-tears Extreme Home Makeover reactions.

While that may occasionally happen in real life, it's definitely an unfair expectation. How can I expect perfection and total satisfaction without doing even an iota of work - even if that work comes in the form of a verbal direction?

So the reason that I never like my haircut is because I never take steps to make sure I get what I want. I just usually complain about not getting what I want afterward. What do you mean good things aren't supposed to just passively fall into your lap?

I have an intern at work who I'm constantly getting annoyed at because of her demanding, "bull by the horns" initiative. But is it irritation because she's pushy? Or because I'm envious at her ability to go after (and get) what she wants?

Jill Scott said that "what you give is what you get" from her concert, but that can be applied to all aspects of life whether you're talking about the effort to ask for the good projects at work, order meals minus the "shives", make sure you "get yours" in bed, or get a decent $200 ($250 if you count the products) haircut.

Afterschool Special over.



	Monday, February 21, 2005 · posted at 11:01 AM Hair-raiser. At the risk of sounding like a Long Hair Lovers blog, I have to talk about my hair-related epiphany. I seldom go to the salon to get my hair cut for a multitude of reasons (see also hair nest entry). I'm cheap, lazy and seldom like the end result (always thinking it could be shorter, more layered, lighter, etc). Sidebar: My roommate works at Pottery Barn and when she has customers who want to purchase shelves, she sends them to Target to get them for a fraction of the price. I wish stylists did that. "The layering 'do you want could be done at Supercuts... or the beauty school dropout... or with a pair of garden shears in your bathroom..." I'm a chronic stylist shopper, jumping from one salon to the next in search of "the perfect cut." Then when I leave the salon feeling slightly disgruntled at having doled out half my paycheck for a style I'm not in loooove with, I vow to never return and find a better place. This weekend, I got my hair cut in Hillcrest. Gay guys know hair right? During the consultation, I found myself nodding and saying, "yeah" and "uh huh" a lot, to the point where I thought "wait a minute, was this my idea or theirs?" When I saw two other girls getting similar color jobs, it became clear that it was not mine. It seems that anytime I walk into a situation, I expect the benefits to just fall into my lap without having to do any work whatsoever. For instance, everytime I go to the salon, I have no idea what I want - just that I don't like my hair at its current state. I expect the stylist to be a stylist AND mindreader and at the end of the visit, I expect to be spun around in the chair, look in the mirror and just have one of those almost-bursting-into-tears Extreme Home Makeover reactions. While that may occasionally happen in real life, it's definitely an unfair expectation. How can I expect perfection and total satisfaction without doing even an iota of work - even if that work comes in the form of a verbal direction? So the reason that I never like my haircut is because I never take steps to make sure I get what I want. I just usually complain about not getting what I want afterward. What do you mean good things aren't supposed to just passively fall into your lap? I have an intern at work who I'm constantly getting annoyed at because of her demanding, "bull by the horns" initiative. But is it irritation because she's pushy? Or because I'm envious at her ability to go after (and get) what she wants? Jill Scott said that "what you give is what you get" from her concert, but that can be applied to all aspects of life whether you're talking about the effort to ask for the good projects at work, order meals minus the "shives", make sure you "get yours" in bed, or get a decent $200 ($250 if you count the products) haircut. Afterschool Special over.	Recent Posts Retract those claws.Evelyn: Well, I wonder where M... Beautifully Human. I went to the Jill Scott conce... Author's Note: Usually I renounce Valentine's Day ... Allow me to introduce you to my pukey face.And it ... One night stand. Most women think it's completely... Just say no and other taglines. Let me introduce y... Anything you can do I can do better. I can do any... How old would you be if you didn't know how old yo... Dear Abby... Due to a series of unfortunate event... Regina: But you're, like, really pretty. Cady: Tha... Morning news babie goose ryan bluemouse daves son dawntaught desiree diorama emily escadawg galveric high entropy invisible cube jepgato kyellow lilly mhuang mogbert nudream starfish + coffee verbivore Archives March 2004 April 2004 May 2004 June 2004 July 2004 August 2004 September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 January 2007 March 2007 April 2007 November 2008

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