I ask everyone who sits in my chair how their day is going. Partly to make conversation, and partly because sometimes we hairdressers also wear the hats of Therapist, Confidant, Sounding Board,etc. Sometimes though, I just get a good laugh.

I asked a 15-year old boy how his day was going, and he was having THE WORST DAY OF HIS LIFE (his words). First, his phone died, because he listens to music on it all day, and could only charge it during 2 of his 3 classes. Then he decided to learn guitar, because MUSIC IS MY LIFE, MAN. But he picked up his first guitar and his fingers kept slipping of the strings. So he FAILED at that. Then, and you’ll never believe this – his mom said he had to get a HAIRCUT.

I tried to offer him sage advice, but eventually I agreed that he was having the worst day ever. What with his smartphone, and apparently lax schooling, and access to a guitar on a whim, and parents that care about his appearance, etc.

Yup, worst day ever.


not a busy day

I was cutting a man’s hair one day, and he was messing with his phone the whole time. He didn’t have the phone up to his ear the whole time, but his head was down and he was unresponsive to any attempts at conversation other than grunts. I would say “can you please hold your head straight up?” and he would just ignore me. This made the haircut difficult.

While he was messing with one phone in his hand, another phone in his pocket rang. This one he did answer, so I had to stop cutting his hair for a few minutes while he had the phone on his ear. (He was still messing with the one in the hand at the same time.) When he hung up, I asked “busy day?” and he replied “not really.”

I would hate to see what a busy day for him would be.

Incidentally, after he left the shop he sat in the parking lot for another 20 minutes, undoubtedly still using his phone(s). At least he wasn’t driving while trying to do whatever he was doing.