Posts tagged ‘Salon’
OVERHEARD-Hair Salon
Customer-”My husband says I have buffalo hair.”
Stylist-”What happened?’
Customer-”I used to give myself home perms.”
Do they still make those?
OVERHEARD-Hair Salon
Getting my hair done when a little old lady walks in booming, “You told me to grow my hair out! Well, I grew it out and it looks like s__! I went all over Europe looking like s___!
Oh my.
Her stylist, completely not-pulsed, ” You’re fine. Sit yourself down and let me take that.”
“You be careful with that! I got it in Europe. It was over $9,000!”
Teensie, my stylist and I lock eyes in the mirror and get the giggles.
Her stylist, not missing a beat, “Nine THOUSAND dollars? Then I’ll sell it. Coffee or Coke?”
“What is it?”, I hiss, envisioning a rock-star Birkin in a color I have never seen before.
“Short, black leather jacket.” Teensie whispers.
I whip around and quickly back again.
“That’s no $9,000 jacket!”
Big brown eyes meeting mine in the mirror, “Maybe it’s a magic jacket.”
Very unladylike snorting of coffee.
LOL=little old ladies. God bless ‘em.
OVERHEARD-Hair Salon
The woman behind me was getting something complicated done to her hair. I could see them in the mirror but I could also hear them perfectly because I am an unabashed eavesdropper. The hairdresser was, apparently, unhappy with her boyfriend.
Client, “What you need is THE RULES.”
Stylist, “What’s the rules?”
Client, “If you knew what the rules were, you wouldn’t need the rules and you wouldn’t be in this mess in the first place!”
Stylist, “It don’t matter. He’s a cowboy. He wouldn’t know the rules if they bit him in the butt!”
OK
