Generally speaking, a visit to the hair salon is relaxing. Sure, people might get a bit tense if someone cuts their bangs too short, but I don’t think of it as a high-stress environment.
Well, earlier today I got my hair colored and cut and when I got there, the salon was abuzz. Apparently, a client had gone more or less berserk only a few minutes before I arrived.
It all started when this woman started ranting at the person doing her hair, stating that she “hates lesbians and Americans.” Umm, ok…. not sure what provoked the outburst, but she continued in that vein. The stylist said that she didn’t appreciate being yelled at, whereupon this woman started swearing, jumped out of the chair, knocked over a sign in the entryway, and then proceeded to swipe all the products off the shelves onto the floor, before storming out of the salon… with hair dye STILL in her hair. Hoo boy.
Clearly, this poor woman has issues and is perhaps someone who should be under a physician’s care. I doubt she’s homeless because this isn’t exactly El Cheapo Haircuts and she’d been there before. So where are her family? Friends? Neighbors? Co-workers? Can’t anyone in her world see that things are just not right and help her? I mean, the woman is running around in public with dye on her head.