GraceJones
Well-Known Member
I booked this hairstylist on IG to do some butterfly locs for me. Our appointment was for 7:00pm. At 6pm she messages me and asks if I can come from 7:30pm because she is running late. I tell her, "Ok, no prob. Thanks for letting me know "
I get there and I tell her about a small patch of hair that I cut accidentally. I try to tell hairstylist this because I don't want them to think I'll blame them for it later on. She asks me what type of part I want and I show her a pic from IG. The pic wasn't the best, so I offered to find another one for her. She said she understood what I mean so it was cool.
First, she was playing hip hop REALLY loud so I asked her to turn the music down. Ya'll my ears were HURTING and it's a tiny space. She obliges. Then she puts on a movie. I noticed a little bit of tension so I asked her what movie she was playing to try to create some convo. She just gives me a one-word answer.
On her website, it says that the style takes 2 hours and 30 min. As time is going on I start to get worried because it's getting late. It gets to be 10 pm, then 10:30pm and I'm worried I'm gonna be here after the bus stops running. I kinda noticed she kept getting distracted by Youtube and Postmates.
But mind you I didn't say anything because I don't like rushing people when they're doing my hair! She asked me if she could take a break to eat. I kinda hesitated but I told her, "Ok, go ahead." I noticed that she never went but I didn't say anything.
She's playing hip hop and I politely asked her to turn it down again because my ears were really hurting. She turned it down a little bit.
I'm looking at the mirror at the style meanwhile she's doing it because there have been so many times where I have left the salon disappointed. I want to make sure I'm getting what I want! I asked her if she could do a side part for me. She said she would do it in the middle and both sides. Then I asked if she could twist the hair in the style I wanted so it could kinda stay in place. She said she would lay it down with mousse. I kind of didn't understand what she was explaining at first because of her mask, plus the music was loud. She explained again then I told her okay, it was cool.
She finally finishes and starts to take pictures for IG. I really didn't feel comfortable taking them but I kinda felt like there was tension so I didn't say anything. I give her my card for payment and I asked for the final price. I initially thought it was less, but she informed me that the midback length cost more. I told her okay and paid. I had to ask her to repeat her again because the music was LOUD. She kinda walked off kind of... strangely but I made sure I waved goodbye and thanked her.
I leave the salon and I'm standing in the hallway of the building trying to figure out if I'm taking the bus or calling a Lyft. I hear this woman on my phone with her BF going OFF. She was like, "NO, BECAUSE SHE WAS TIGHT. She was looking in the mirror every 5 min! And this B kept asking me to turn down the music! "
Ya'll, I just called my Lyft and left. I was so shocked. Never again will I go to her. I don't even think what I said to her was even that bad to elicit that type of response? I told sis she could eat!
I get there and I tell her about a small patch of hair that I cut accidentally. I try to tell hairstylist this because I don't want them to think I'll blame them for it later on. She asks me what type of part I want and I show her a pic from IG. The pic wasn't the best, so I offered to find another one for her. She said she understood what I mean so it was cool.
First, she was playing hip hop REALLY loud so I asked her to turn the music down. Ya'll my ears were HURTING and it's a tiny space. She obliges. Then she puts on a movie. I noticed a little bit of tension so I asked her what movie she was playing to try to create some convo. She just gives me a one-word answer.
On her website, it says that the style takes 2 hours and 30 min. As time is going on I start to get worried because it's getting late. It gets to be 10 pm, then 10:30pm and I'm worried I'm gonna be here after the bus stops running. I kinda noticed she kept getting distracted by Youtube and Postmates.
But mind you I didn't say anything because I don't like rushing people when they're doing my hair! She asked me if she could take a break to eat. I kinda hesitated but I told her, "Ok, go ahead." I noticed that she never went but I didn't say anything.
She's playing hip hop and I politely asked her to turn it down again because my ears were really hurting. She turned it down a little bit.
I'm looking at the mirror at the style meanwhile she's doing it because there have been so many times where I have left the salon disappointed. I want to make sure I'm getting what I want! I asked her if she could do a side part for me. She said she would do it in the middle and both sides. Then I asked if she could twist the hair in the style I wanted so it could kinda stay in place. She said she would lay it down with mousse. I kind of didn't understand what she was explaining at first because of her mask, plus the music was loud. She explained again then I told her okay, it was cool.
She finally finishes and starts to take pictures for IG. I really didn't feel comfortable taking them but I kinda felt like there was tension so I didn't say anything. I give her my card for payment and I asked for the final price. I initially thought it was less, but she informed me that the midback length cost more. I told her okay and paid. I had to ask her to repeat her again because the music was LOUD. She kinda walked off kind of... strangely but I made sure I waved goodbye and thanked her.
I leave the salon and I'm standing in the hallway of the building trying to figure out if I'm taking the bus or calling a Lyft. I hear this woman on my phone with her BF going OFF. She was like, "NO, BECAUSE SHE WAS TIGHT. She was looking in the mirror every 5 min! And this B kept asking me to turn down the music! "
Ya'll, I just called my Lyft and left. I was so shocked. Never again will I go to her. I don't even think what I said to her was even that bad to elicit that type of response? I told sis she could eat!