Visited hairdresser’s today. My visits follow this format:
Her: Have you been happy with your hair this time?
Me: Well, err… I still think it’s shorter on one side.
Her (scooping up chunks of hair): Well, it’s cut correctly.
Me: But it doesn’t look quite right.
Her: Well I could do this…. but then you’ll lose your length. Or I could do this…. but then you’ll lose your layers. Are you doing anything nice at the weekend?
Me: I know it’s not you, it’s my hair… No not particularly.
Her: Yes, it’s the way your hair kinks out at one side.
Me: Can’t you just leave that side to grow down a bit?
Her: Ooo no, it wouldn’t be cut right.
Me: But it would look right – to me.
Her: Yes but your layers wouldn’t be right.
Me: Yes but…
Her: Why don’t you grow it out into a bob?
Me: What?? No, a bob doesn’t suit me. It makes my face look thin and gaunt. Remember I told you that last time?
Her: Mmm. Shall we leave it this time then, and just trim your length?
Me (with rictus grin on face): Lovely, yes, let’s do that.
An hour later I look at the finished product. I still think it looks shorter on one side. My parting shot?
Me: That’s great thanks; see you in six weeks’ time.