Hair stylist story

I have really thick hair; at least four different stylists have told me I have the thickest hair theyve ever cut. I usually wear it short, but one year, I decided to grow it out for a change and only got the occasional maintenance trim. I was in college a few hours away from my hometown [and my usual hairdresser], so I visited a discount salon that several of my friends had visited and had really good experiences with.

Hairdresser: What are you looking for today?

Me: Im growing my hair out, so I just want to neaten the ends a bit and get my hair thinned.

Hairdresser: Sure, I can add some layers.

Me: No, thanks, Im keeping the style pretty simple for now. I just want it thinned.

Hairdresser: Most people, when they say they want their hair thinned, theyre thinking of layers.

Me: No, I want it thinned, like with those scissors that have a comb on one side?

Hairdresser: That takes a lot of body out of your hair. A lot of people are disappointed when they asked for their hair thinned and I do that.

Me: Ive literally never had a haircut in my life where I didnt get it thinned. My hair is starting to poof out into this awkward triangle, and it looks bad on top of feeling heavy and uncomfortable. Trust me. I know what it will look like, and thats what I want.

Hairdresser: Okay.

She gave me layers. I was fed up at that point, so I paid and left. Within a month, my hair looked and felt so ridiculous that I decided I needed to get it cut again. I went to a salon that was accepting walk-ins. I made sure the hairdresser and I were on the same page before I would agree to an appointment, and I told her the story of the other salon. She was immediately indignant.

Hairdresser #2: These layers are making your hair thicker. What was she even thinking?!

A very old man comes into the barbershop.

Customer: I need a haircut now.

Barber: Ill be with you after I am done with this customer.

Customer: No, see me now. Kick that guy out of your chair, I shouldnt have to wait!

Barber: You want me to stop this guy mid-haircut? Why should I?

Customer: Because I might die!

I desperately need a haircut, but the day I plan to go in, I get a rotten migraine. It isnt until the later afternoon that it goes away and I walk into the salon. There is just one woman there.

Me: Id like a haircut, please.

Hairdresser: *Long pause* Oh Well

I finally really look around. The place is empty, the floors are clean, and shes alone. The penny drops.

Me: Oh, my God, youre closing in like two minutes, arent you?

Hairdresser: Yes, we are.

Me: Im such a dork. Sorry about that. Ill see you tomorrow.

Hairdresser: *Relieved* Thank you!

I came the next day at the right time when they were open. She recognized me and was very nice. She told me that so many people throw a fit and she was so happy I wasnt one of them!

This took place during the heatwave during the summer of 2018. I tend to run hot naturally. I was working in a public space with no AC, and I was tired of having my shoulder-length hair dripping with sweat at the end of every shift.

When I was younger, I used to be in a number of alternative subcultures. I have had every single weird hairstyle my very thin and fine hair will support and Ive had every unnatural hair colour that can be bought. All the hair experimentation ended up damaging my hair a fair amount, so by the time I hit my thirties, I just stopped messing around with it and let it grow out in my natural mousy brown, cut straight with bangs. Its not too exciting, but its comfortable and practical.

The summer of 2018, however, was straight-up torment, and I figured that it might help a little if I got an undercut long on top of the head and buzzed really short on the sides and back.

I went to my usual hairdresser, sat down, and explained to her how I wanted it done. She gave me a strange look.

Hairdresser: Are you sure?

Me: Absolutely. Its just too warm for long hair right now, but Id like to keep a little of it, you know?

Hairdresser: Im not sure Im comfortable giving you this kind of haircut.

I get it. My wild youth is over, I work as a librarian, and I dress more conservatively than I used to, so I probably dont look like an undercut kind of person, so I tried to reassure her.

Me: Dont worry. I used to be a punk rocker. Ive actually had this hairstyle before, only then, I had it dyed in red and black tiger stripes and I used ungodly amounts of hairspray to keep it up.

The hairdresser gave me an even stranger look.

Hairdresser: No, I dont think so. This wont suit you at all. Im just going to give you the usual trim, okay?

Me: Actually, Id really like the undercut. I dont care if other people think Im pretty or not; I just want to feel comfortable in this heat.

Hairdresser: But its going to look horrible on you! What if you dont like it?

Me: Oh, its just hair. Itll grow out.

Hairdresser: No. I dont think you should have that hairstyle. Itll make your face look fat. Im going to give you a trim.

And that is how I ended up changing hairdressers!

Im finally going to the hair salon after a year with no haircuts. I decide to go to a new salon, and I know that I want a short haircut. The stylist, a male, takes me over to the chair and asks how much I want off.

Me: Eight inches, about to my chin.

Stylist: Are you sure?

Me: Im sure. Ive always preferred shorter hair.

Stylist: Is your husband okay with this?

Oh, no, he didnt.

Me: *Very coolly* Its not his hair, is it?

Stylist: A lot of men prefer longer hair.

Me: And a real man doesnt care about the length of a womans hair.

The stylist stayed silent. He did cut it the way I wanted it, but I did not tip him for his sexism and I spoke to the head stylist. She promised to speak to him about it.

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