It's hair not a building
Thursday
March 25, 2004
Client: "I really liked my hairstyle but after say like the 5th
day it started to separate and flatten where I sleep."
Hairdresser on Fire: "That's cause it's hair not a
building."
I've been on Effexor for four days and for four days I have had
headaches, nausea, and dizziness. (today the symptoms were severe enough
to make me cancel out half my appointments and go home.) I called
and left a message for the nurse today at the triage desk about how I
have been feeling but missed the response call so I will be calling
again tomorrow. I think part of the problem is that I am
migraine(ing) because my period is due and that I was foolish taking my
anti-depressant with my synthroid which means that I have been taking it
on an empty stomach, which could be making the side affects worse.
One of my clients really pissed me off today, she heard that I was
sick today because I had to cancel her daughter's appointment and so she
called questioning and wanting to know for sure if I was going to be
there tomorrow because her hair needs everything, cut, color and style
and is in dire need especially since she missed her appointment last
week because she had pneumonia. She insisted I tell her I was
going to be there tomorrow or to set her up with Joan who took care of
her hair for me while I was off for 4 months from my ankle surgery.
The thing is even if I did call in sick Joan couldn't help her because
she has her own clients to do. The whole things just made me feel even
sicker. I feel like asking her if she would have appreciated me
calling her after she cancelled out on me last week and threatened her
to promise me that she would show up for her next week appointment or I
would give it away to someone else. I said it before and I'll say
it again, I think this is one of the most underappreciated jobs ever,
that and cleaning the toilets and gas stations. Nobody cares about
you, just do my fucking hair. I could be bed ridden but if my hand
can move, do my fucking hair. Sometimes I hate my job. Today
is one of those days.
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