Friday, January 25, 2013
Knotted Tresses: Salon Owners: One of The Lowest Forms of Life on E...
Knotted Tresses: Salon Owners: One of The Lowest Forms of Life on E...: It all starts out innocently enough, you did all of your friends hair when you were a teenager. It was fun not a job, you loved it! When eve...
Salon Owners: One of The Lowest Forms of Life on Earth
It all starts out innocently enough, you did all of your friends hair when you were a teenager. It was fun not a job, you loved it! When everyone else was going to college you went to beauty school. It's only nine months and a state test. Time goes buy you graduate and become an assistant. As the years pass you want more, you want to own your Own salon.
What's the problem you ask?? It's called GREED!!! Okay so you work in a salon. First of all some people think (how I have no fucking idea) that the hairdresser/nail tech gets all the money that is charged in a service. NO we don't!! Stylists make a percentage in some very rare cases they also make an hourly, but again that is very rare. So your service is $100 okay a stylist gets between 30 and 40% of that. Understandably the receptionist, assistant have to get paid the lights, water, gas etc. Okay fine. Now the son-of-a-bitch who owns the place starts trying to figure out how to make more money off of you. In the first salon I worked in it was called "deducts". Deducts salon fee, customer fee or whatever bullshit name they give it it is an extra 1 to 5% deduction from your commission. So you really aren't getting that 30% it's more like 25. Now the owner can tell you it's for shampoo, coffee for customers or whatever other lie they want until you see them driving a new BMW. Amazing how that once green assistant forgot what it was like to limp home the first time you worked a 10 hour day. Your hands hurting from being dry and cracked back killing you, now all you can think of is how to fuck over all the other stylists to make an extra buck. You can now buy your bigger house, car more clothes and hopefully one day choke on all of it.
The next dirty little secret about Salon owners is that some of them have never even been to beauty school. Realizing that the beauty business can be a money maker you find a stylist who is willing to let you basically use their license and you're in business. And there is no real way to regulate it, all a matter of paperwork. So all of the salon decisions are made by a businessman/woman. What's wrong with that you ask?? I'll tell you. Your color didn't come out right?? That's because the Owner is trying to save money and hasn't ordered color in a few weeks. So when you go to mix you do your best and say a prayer to the hair Gods and pray that the color comes out right. You don't dare tell the customer that you don't have the right color, not unless you want to find a new job.
And don't think for a minute that the owner who Did go to hair school won't pull the same shit. Trust me. A good friend works in a place where in the interest of being cheap won't order product to sell. How the fuck can you make money on retail when you have no retail to fucking sell!!?? No hair spray for an entire summer. No lip gloss, a big summer seller for the WHOLE summer. What kind of bullshit is that? I have seen it happen. While highlighting a manager in my department (I work in a corporate salon) she said to me "OH there is something to this hair thing you do". Yes you fucking bitch contrary to popular belief a well trained chimpanzee can't do what I do. I do believe that one could do your job though.
What's the problem you ask?? It's called GREED!!! Okay so you work in a salon. First of all some people think (how I have no fucking idea) that the hairdresser/nail tech gets all the money that is charged in a service. NO we don't!! Stylists make a percentage in some very rare cases they also make an hourly, but again that is very rare. So your service is $100 okay a stylist gets between 30 and 40% of that. Understandably the receptionist, assistant have to get paid the lights, water, gas etc. Okay fine. Now the son-of-a-bitch who owns the place starts trying to figure out how to make more money off of you. In the first salon I worked in it was called "deducts". Deducts salon fee, customer fee or whatever bullshit name they give it it is an extra 1 to 5% deduction from your commission. So you really aren't getting that 30% it's more like 25. Now the owner can tell you it's for shampoo, coffee for customers or whatever other lie they want until you see them driving a new BMW. Amazing how that once green assistant forgot what it was like to limp home the first time you worked a 10 hour day. Your hands hurting from being dry and cracked back killing you, now all you can think of is how to fuck over all the other stylists to make an extra buck. You can now buy your bigger house, car more clothes and hopefully one day choke on all of it.
The next dirty little secret about Salon owners is that some of them have never even been to beauty school. Realizing that the beauty business can be a money maker you find a stylist who is willing to let you basically use their license and you're in business. And there is no real way to regulate it, all a matter of paperwork. So all of the salon decisions are made by a businessman/woman. What's wrong with that you ask?? I'll tell you. Your color didn't come out right?? That's because the Owner is trying to save money and hasn't ordered color in a few weeks. So when you go to mix you do your best and say a prayer to the hair Gods and pray that the color comes out right. You don't dare tell the customer that you don't have the right color, not unless you want to find a new job.
And don't think for a minute that the owner who Did go to hair school won't pull the same shit. Trust me. A good friend works in a place where in the interest of being cheap won't order product to sell. How the fuck can you make money on retail when you have no retail to fucking sell!!?? No hair spray for an entire summer. No lip gloss, a big summer seller for the WHOLE summer. What kind of bullshit is that? I have seen it happen. While highlighting a manager in my department (I work in a corporate salon) she said to me "OH there is something to this hair thing you do". Yes you fucking bitch contrary to popular belief a well trained chimpanzee can't do what I do. I do believe that one could do your job though.
Monday, January 14, 2013
The Saga of Pussy Lips
Pussy came in 20 minutes late. LV handbag and Jimmy Choo shoes. God help me. The high maintenance customers are the worst. They come in whenever they want and expect to be the world. Maybe I was wrong I mean I haven't even met her yet, shame on me. My inner voice told me to stop being a bitch and go introduce myself.
Her heels were so high she could barely walk, this was going to be interesting. At the sink in between screaming in to her iPhone..."please make sure you rinse my neck very well, sometimes people don't and then I get a rash then it's just a disaster!" "Sure" I said with a smile. This is the first fucking time I have ever shampooed anyone!!!
In my chair..."okay I need to give you instructions on how to do my hair". Fuck me. "First I need height at my roots". News flash every woman I have ever blown out wants height at the roots the only women who don't, black women!!! We are usually trying to calm that shit down. "Then I need my hair set in rollers after you blow it out and I have to sit under the dryer for at least 10 minuets". You guys remember the beginning when I said She was 20 minuets late right?? "Then I have to have the whole thing teased, wait you know how to tease hair right???" Kill me now, please. "Yes". "Then just lots of spray". Dear Lord please let this end as quickly as possible and without incident, please.
I start to blow out pussy lips hair. "It's freezing in here!" "Your hair is wet, you'll warm up". " Do you have coffee or tea and can you turn up the heat I know it's only 60* in here!" FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!!!!!!!! I stopped got the tea and continued. " My hair needs to be perfect because I'm spending the evening with my favorite and the most important person in the whole wide world, my boyfriend". Blah. "I just flew in today to see him, I left my 3yr old son in Miami with my mom". "We don't see each other often enough work you know". I know that you have a child and you just said that your boyfriend is the most important person in your world, then again you look like you have a set of pussy lips on your face sooo...
Believe it or not pussy lips loved her hair. I had all confidence in myself, as usual but some people are never happy no matter what. Thank God she was happy especially after all the drama. I walked her up front,she almost slipped on her high ass shoes and thank goodness she didn't because if you can't walk in the shoes don't fucking wear them.
After being late and a pain in the ass pussy left me a $10 tip a little more than 10%. Yippee!! I hope your lips pop.
Her heels were so high she could barely walk, this was going to be interesting. At the sink in between screaming in to her iPhone..."please make sure you rinse my neck very well, sometimes people don't and then I get a rash then it's just a disaster!" "Sure" I said with a smile. This is the first fucking time I have ever shampooed anyone!!!
In my chair..."okay I need to give you instructions on how to do my hair". Fuck me. "First I need height at my roots". News flash every woman I have ever blown out wants height at the roots the only women who don't, black women!!! We are usually trying to calm that shit down. "Then I need my hair set in rollers after you blow it out and I have to sit under the dryer for at least 10 minuets". You guys remember the beginning when I said She was 20 minuets late right?? "Then I have to have the whole thing teased, wait you know how to tease hair right???" Kill me now, please. "Yes". "Then just lots of spray". Dear Lord please let this end as quickly as possible and without incident, please.
I start to blow out pussy lips hair. "It's freezing in here!" "Your hair is wet, you'll warm up". " Do you have coffee or tea and can you turn up the heat I know it's only 60* in here!" FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!!!!!!!! I stopped got the tea and continued. " My hair needs to be perfect because I'm spending the evening with my favorite and the most important person in the whole wide world, my boyfriend". Blah. "I just flew in today to see him, I left my 3yr old son in Miami with my mom". "We don't see each other often enough work you know". I know that you have a child and you just said that your boyfriend is the most important person in your world, then again you look like you have a set of pussy lips on your face sooo...
Believe it or not pussy lips loved her hair. I had all confidence in myself, as usual but some people are never happy no matter what. Thank God she was happy especially after all the drama. I walked her up front,she almost slipped on her high ass shoes and thank goodness she didn't because if you can't walk in the shoes don't fucking wear them.
After being late and a pain in the ass pussy left me a $10 tip a little more than 10%. Yippee!! I hope your lips pop.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Ode To The Company Christmas Party, Fuck That P.C. Shit!
Okay I know the Holidays are over but we just had our Christmas party last week. Many companies have their Holiday, Christmas or whatever the fuck you want to call it in January. That is much appreciated since December is usually a busy month for most of us.
I have been working for what 24 years and all of the parties that I have ever attended went as follows:
The boss tells you where the party will be. We can bring our spouses. We pick our meals. Get dressed up and go! The party is the chance for your employer to let you know just how much he/she appreciates all of your hard work from the past year. All of my work live that is how it's been, until now.
I work for a company called Game Corp. It is a Hotel/Gaming facility. A multimillion dollar operation. I have been working there for the past 8years. Now this corporation is made up of many departments, I work of course in the beauty salon. In a normal salon the owner would organize the Holiday party. But at Game Corp the stylists and nail techs are responsible for our own party. Then we usually pay for everything and the managers come, having contributed absofuckinglutely nothing! For a long time I didn't go to the parties because I felt it was a slap to my face. We organize our own party and those fuckers get to come and reap the benefits of our hard work??? Are you fucking crazy???!!! We would also give the salon manager (not a stylist by the way) and the director a Christmas present. Thank God that shit has stopped. The director had the difficult task of taking the salon and spa managers out to dinner, to thank them for doing such a great job at telling us what to do. I mean how would we ever do highlights without them?? I never had a job where I felt like such an unappreciated piece of shit before and it's always worse at the Holidays, no thank you no nothing.
This year our party was at one of the girls' house. It was great. Just the technicians. I was so happy that none of the managers showed up we were free to be ourselves instead of that awkward "lets pretend that we are all friends except I can fire you anytime I want".
I hope that our party will be the same next year. No fake ass managers, no bullshit, just us hard working technicians. Same time next year, and Fuck The Fuckers!
I have been working for what 24 years and all of the parties that I have ever attended went as follows:
The boss tells you where the party will be. We can bring our spouses. We pick our meals. Get dressed up and go! The party is the chance for your employer to let you know just how much he/she appreciates all of your hard work from the past year. All of my work live that is how it's been, until now.
I work for a company called Game Corp. It is a Hotel/Gaming facility. A multimillion dollar operation. I have been working there for the past 8years. Now this corporation is made up of many departments, I work of course in the beauty salon. In a normal salon the owner would organize the Holiday party. But at Game Corp the stylists and nail techs are responsible for our own party. Then we usually pay for everything and the managers come, having contributed absofuckinglutely nothing! For a long time I didn't go to the parties because I felt it was a slap to my face. We organize our own party and those fuckers get to come and reap the benefits of our hard work??? Are you fucking crazy???!!! We would also give the salon manager (not a stylist by the way) and the director a Christmas present. Thank God that shit has stopped. The director had the difficult task of taking the salon and spa managers out to dinner, to thank them for doing such a great job at telling us what to do. I mean how would we ever do highlights without them?? I never had a job where I felt like such an unappreciated piece of shit before and it's always worse at the Holidays, no thank you no nothing.
This year our party was at one of the girls' house. It was great. Just the technicians. I was so happy that none of the managers showed up we were free to be ourselves instead of that awkward "lets pretend that we are all friends except I can fire you anytime I want".
I hope that our party will be the same next year. No fake ass managers, no bullshit, just us hard working technicians. Same time next year, and Fuck The Fuckers!
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Django Unchained MUTHAFUCKAS!!!!!!!!
Happy Fucking New Year!!
Sooo this post has nothing to do with hair, except the fros I saw in this movie were awesome! I am a long time fan of Quentin Tarantino and despite the negative controversy I was determined to see it. Slavery is always a touchy subject and I guess I know why but it is a part of our history. Like it or not. Django ranked number 2 at the box office and made 31 million so far. It's amazing to me that it took a white man to make a successful movie about slavery.
As a woman of color I have through the years taken note of movies about slavery. They never seem to do well always apart by critics. Why?? Because it makes people uncomfortable. Are you squirming yet?? Good fucker, squirm. He, He. This movie did not candy coat anything. It was raw and truly showed some of the horrors of that time. Sometimes I watched in girl vision (between my fingers). White people were the bad guys (mostly) and blacks the heroines! Take that hollywood fucks! Jamie Fox was awesome.
Whenever people start to talk about slavery I hear the same things. "ohh it's in the past" and as one of my bosses once said "let sleeping dogs lie". I am so glad that Tarantino had the balls to take on such a forbidden subject. What I do not understand is why are movies about slavery taboo but movies about the holocaust not? That too is a horrible part of history. Over the years I have watched movie upon movie about the holocaust be hailed as epic. I have been waiting for a movie about slavery to do the same. Jews always support holocaust movies so that it is a reminder that it will never happen again. It's a shame blacks can't do the same.
I'll get off my soap box now. And before you call me anti-semitic my husband is Jewish. Well, half Jewish. Peace out.
Sooo this post has nothing to do with hair, except the fros I saw in this movie were awesome! I am a long time fan of Quentin Tarantino and despite the negative controversy I was determined to see it. Slavery is always a touchy subject and I guess I know why but it is a part of our history. Like it or not. Django ranked number 2 at the box office and made 31 million so far. It's amazing to me that it took a white man to make a successful movie about slavery.
As a woman of color I have through the years taken note of movies about slavery. They never seem to do well always apart by critics. Why?? Because it makes people uncomfortable. Are you squirming yet?? Good fucker, squirm. He, He. This movie did not candy coat anything. It was raw and truly showed some of the horrors of that time. Sometimes I watched in girl vision (between my fingers). White people were the bad guys (mostly) and blacks the heroines! Take that hollywood fucks! Jamie Fox was awesome.
Whenever people start to talk about slavery I hear the same things. "ohh it's in the past" and as one of my bosses once said "let sleeping dogs lie". I am so glad that Tarantino had the balls to take on such a forbidden subject. What I do not understand is why are movies about slavery taboo but movies about the holocaust not? That too is a horrible part of history. Over the years I have watched movie upon movie about the holocaust be hailed as epic. I have been waiting for a movie about slavery to do the same. Jews always support holocaust movies so that it is a reminder that it will never happen again. It's a shame blacks can't do the same.
I'll get off my soap box now. And before you call me anti-semitic my husband is Jewish. Well, half Jewish. Peace out.
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