of A GIRL AND HER SALONIST

Now, guys who follow my blog might get lost on this one.....forgive me.

So yesterday I had a free afternoon and my hair was a mess....I quickly called up my salonist and he said he was unwell and put on bed rest for a week!A whole week? Bed rest? A guy??? did I ask again? A week? A guy? KWANI what is he suffering from??? I happen to have a haircut, and truth be told he has done a good job so far...three years nowand counting. But last week he got cocky and over cut my cut! I was pissed....but it still looked OK, just not my signature style... And now here he was saying he is on bed rest...COCKY! ARROGANT!MEAN! PRETENTIOUS!(does this even apply to his case??)

So I had only yesterday free and I said in my head, that he is not the only one who can make my hair...who the hell does he think he is? NKT! So along I went and the other guy in the salon tried his hand at it. And from the word go I knew I had made a grim mistake! Dude didn't even know the comb from the curling tongs! (OK am exaggerating) but the end result I left the salon looking like I had a limp mop hanging on my head....DISASTER! Am not the kind to cause a scene, and even if I had, he didn't force me to make my hair...I allowed him..I walked to my car and screamed at the image staring back at me from the side mirror! WHAAAAT?

I couldn't be seen dead in such a hairdo! I went in search of another salon and did the unimaginable...I swallowed my pride and confessed that I wanted my hair re-done( I found this very humbling). So the salonist, this time a chic said she would sort put my 'little problem'(was that a smile I saw at the corner of her mouth? was she laughing at the hairdo I was sporting? or the sheer look of desperation on my face?) needless to say, she tried her hand at it, end result, not too bad, definitely better than my previous experience but when I combed my hair this morning....I Miss my SALONIST!

He knows my hair, he knows my style, I always leave the salon with a smile on my face and sexy bouncy hair. So, on Monday, I will forgive him for his 'impunity', I will take his crap...I will make do with bed rest....I will ignore his cockiness, his arrogance and put up with his drama....because, I NEED HIM. My hair and I can't live without him!

*SIGH*