… of your fingers. Yep, before I Shelby’d out at the hair salon, I learned something I never would have thought: hairdressing is a dangerous damn job!
The gal cutting my hair had a big ol’ bandaid on one of her fingers and was considering going to get stitches… because she’d gashed her own hand open cutting somebody’s hair! Apparently their professional-haircutting-scissors are sharper than Duncan McLeod’s katana, and they’ll cut right through your ass. One of the other stylists came over and showed me all her little white scars all over her fingers, and then they got to talking about other Hideous Injuries in Hairdressing.
The WORST one was a girl my stylist went to beauty school with… who cut the EN-tire tip of her own damn finger off! WTF? How is it that I never knew this??? AND WHY THE FUCK DO THOSE SCISSORS HAVE TO BE SO SHARP???
Dear Sweet Mama used to cut my hair with the scissors from her sewing basket, and I don’t recall her having to press the handles down especially hard to cut through the hairs. Seriously? It’s just HAIR, how can it possibly necessitate scissors you could perform surgery with?
So next time you get your hairs cut, be sure you tip generously. Not only is your hairdresser taking her life in her own hands every time she comes to work, but she’s also immune to pain and armed with some serious weapons!