In the front of my head, this was happening to me. In the back of my head, I knew that everyone else faced this conundrum too. I either let my hair get big and unruly or I get rid of it all via a self-attempted buzz cut. Once that happens, I start turning into a Q-tip. That’s why I’d get anxiety anytime Thuy or I had to cancel an appointment and I’d have to wait it out until week four. I’ve discovered its expiration date tends to be right around three weeks. This cool haircut Thuy gave me does not look very cool when overgrown. The city/state government hadn’t enforced anything yet. Until now, “social distancing” sounded like a mere courtesy. And this salon shut down was the biggest thing to happen locally during the start of the pandemic. I also knew that, in the big scheme of things, it was dumb to worry about my hair at a time when a vicious virus was on the rise.īut what tends to occupy our minds is whatever hits closest to home. I knew this was the right move and things needed to shut down. I wasn’t one of those gross people who wanted salons to stay open for my own sake while putting the public at risk.
There’s no such study (that I know of), but getting those fresh fades is addictive and now it would be a total of eight weeks before the next scheduled one. I joke that science has proven that a haircut can boost your mood by 38%. The problem with getting your haircut every two weeks is that you get used to it. April 30th?! That meant my next three haircuts would not be happening. All appointments until then would be canceled. On March 20th, I received an automated text from her salon notifying clients that the Health Department had ordered all salons to shut down until April 30th. This was the first time it really dawned on me how fast the world was changing in such a short amount of time. On our March 12th appointment, when we talked about our lives among Coronavirus emerging in the USA, I noticed that our conversation was completely different than the one we had about the same topic two weeks prior. It seemed like she was the one person able to empathize with what I was going through and vice versa. We fantasized about it only to discover it is incredibly stressful and overwhelming. This especially became important for me as we could vent to each other about how surprisingly awful it is to pursue your dreams. Like any stylist/client relationship, we enjoy keeping each other up to date on our lives at each appointment. And, when this happened, I was eager to support her back at Blowdry & Color Lounge. Thuy understood my journey as she was also pursuing a dream of owning her own salon. She made sure to keep my appointments affordable and bought like six books when I released it. I would never prioritise that nonsense over a local disco, barn dance or party.Thuy has been a massive supporter of my venture into being a successful independent writer from day one (when I quit my job). If you’re playing Halo rather trying to pick up girls, you deserve to be removed from the gene pool. I’ve read about how men aren’t shagging because of online gaming and porn. “Here’s a fun idea: instead of wanking and crying in front of a smartphone, Millennials or whatever they’re called these days should go outside, meet girls, chat them up, and put babies in them as a cool alternative to being massive, useless pussies.” She looks like the sort of girl who get on the bus around the council estates in town who would probably blow you if you bought her a couple of WKDs in the pub. “Wallet-teaser”? I’d rate that woman as a 3.
And a lot safer than actually going out wining and dining and physically meeting those icky males.” What she’s doing is no more than the mandatory “wine and dine” practice of the general wallet-teaser on an industrial scale. And she obviously has a million+ reasons to supply. “There’s an obvious demand, so supply will be met.
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