Just recently I was at the hair salon getting the ol’roots touched up. That’s right, my blonde hair isn’t as blonde as it used it be but I guess only my stylist knows that. Well, she and all of you of course. Anyway, I’m sitting in the salon chair reading my trashy magazine while my stylist is ‘foiling’ away on my hair when another stylist comes by and interrupts her.
“Excuse me,” The girl says to my stylist. “but, do you know who’s in the bathroom?”
This, being a strange question to ask gets my attention. The other stylist goes on to say that the person in the bathroom has been in there for at least twenty-five minutes and she needs to use the facilities. You may have guessed by now that the place where I get my hair done only has one bathroom. So tying it up for long periods of time can be an issue.
The second stylist stews for a bit wondering what to do, when she hears noises coming from the bathroom. What she hears is a blow dryer. Now, there are always a lot of blow dryer noises at a salon, but not in the bathroom. Having gone to this salon many times I can tell you there is no a hand dryer in there. Finally, the second stylist knocks on the door to the bathroom. The door opens to a regular salon client that had just finished having a color done on her hair. For any of you who don’t dye your hair… When you have a color done, the stylist must wash the hair dye out of your hair when the product is finished processing. Leaving your hair wet of course from the shampoo and water.
Now it’s cold outside and this isn’t one of those cheap hair cutting joints where they just wet your hair, cut it and kick you out the door like a drowned rat. No! They blow dry your hair for you. Who knew? It’s even included in the price of the dye job.
So… The regular client emerges from the bathroom. She’s going on and on about how she had a ‘hair emergency’ which required her to bring her own blow-dryer to the salon bathroom to dry and style her own hair. Now, in her defence I’ve had stylists do my hair and it ended up looking like a blind person cut it with play-doh scissors and a Barbie comb. But, I’ve never scuttled off from the salon sink with wet hair claiming a bathroom break just so I could do my own hair… at a salon… where I’ve just paid someone else to do it.
The disgruntled regular client left out the front door of the salon with the manager complaining about how rude it was for the stylist to knock on the bathroom door. She scoffed in disgust that she should be allowed to do her own hair… and that it was a hair emergency!
So what is the point this story? Well, in the world today a lot of us are used to getting what we want and most of the time… that’s good. But that doesn’t mean you should act like a weirdo. So here are a few tips from me in the area of common sense, politeness and etiquette. Don’t bring or drink Tim Horton’s coffee at a Starbucks. Don’t bring food from home to restaurants. And last but not least… don’t bring your own hair dryer to a hair salon even if it’s a hair emergency!