This is exactly why I stopped going. Some will rip your hair straight out of your head. I've had too many set back trying to find "the one". Now I only go only for trims. And believe me I watch them like a hawk and look them dead in the eye and as mean as I can tell them upfront "you take more than xyz off, I'm not paying and throwing a $hit fit with the manager in front of all these people." And I mean it too.
DD and my niece always take me with them. They laugh at me but won't go to the stylist without me. I stand over the stylist like I'm ready to beat her down if she f%^$#'s up.
They only go for trims as well. DD hair is past bra length and niece's hair past waist length.
I don't smile. No casual conversation nothing....until that cut is done. However, I tip 25% cause I know I'm a scary ******!