I believe it. . . some people are just dirty like that.
When I was 14 I went to a salon with my mama and my grandmother for mothers day- before that I had only been in a salon a few other times. My mama told the lady that she just wanted her to wash, deep condition and blowout my hair- that's it. The stylist looks me up and down and tells my mom she could relax it too for no extra charge. My mom said thanks but no thanks. The lady asked her again. My mom said no again. Anyways, my mom ends up getting called back and sitting in some other stylist chair, grandma still waiting up front reading a magazine, and I end up sitting down in this womans chair. Ole' girl disappears for a minute comes back, starts parting down my hair, and next thing I know my mama, who must have be watching me like a hawk comes flying around the corner, hair looking crazy (my guess is that she was getting her scalp based), yanks me out of the chair, and starts going off on this woman, cussing her out. I'm thinking " Huh?"erplexed
Anyways, my grandma walks over takes my smock off, takes my hand and said "Lets go home baby before your mama beats that woman's tail". Grandma, put her hand on my mother's shoulder, said "Donna, let's go" and within minutes we were in the car and then back at my grandmother's house (she lived around the corner), my mama fuming and my grandma laughing the whole time. Turns out Ole' girl was going to relax my hair anyways and my happy little butt had no idea what was going on.
To this day my Grandma loves say that the best (and funniest) mother's day gift she ever got was watching my mama almost beat that woman's a$$.
When I was 14 I went to a salon with my mama and my grandmother for mothers day- before that I had only been in a salon a few other times. My mama told the lady that she just wanted her to wash, deep condition and blowout my hair- that's it. The stylist looks me up and down and tells my mom she could relax it too for no extra charge. My mom said thanks but no thanks. The lady asked her again. My mom said no again. Anyways, my mom ends up getting called back and sitting in some other stylist chair, grandma still waiting up front reading a magazine, and I end up sitting down in this womans chair. Ole' girl disappears for a minute comes back, starts parting down my hair, and next thing I know my mama, who must have be watching me like a hawk comes flying around the corner, hair looking crazy (my guess is that she was getting her scalp based), yanks me out of the chair, and starts going off on this woman, cussing her out. I'm thinking " Huh?"erplexed
Anyways, my grandma walks over takes my smock off, takes my hand and said "Lets go home baby before your mama beats that woman's tail". Grandma, put her hand on my mother's shoulder, said "Donna, let's go" and within minutes we were in the car and then back at my grandmother's house (she lived around the corner), my mama fuming and my grandma laughing the whole time. Turns out Ole' girl was going to relax my hair anyways and my happy little butt had no idea what was going on.
To this day my Grandma loves say that the best (and funniest) mother's day gift she ever got was watching my mama almost beat that woman's a$$.