I don’t like to go to a hair salon. My tolerance level at a hair salon is probably for about 30 minutes only. Beyond that, my mind would race about all the things I have to do and should be doing and will probably be doing if I were not there stuck in a chair with my hair wet. I hate all sorts of hair treatment, perming, colouring, straightening, whatever.
The only thing I enjoy is a hairwash. Ahh… bliss… It is very nice to sit back and have your head massage and to feel warm water flowing down your tresses without getting all wet…. although you do sometimes get wet and the head massage is a tad too hard and the water is either too cold or too hot.
Apart from a hairwash, I hate everything else, the waiting especially, the small talk and chatter…. though a haircut may sometimes make my head feel lighter afterwards.
What I hate the most is the fact that most of the time I will be asked whether I would like to buy this shampoo or that conditioner, whether I would like to have a facial, etc.
The most “unsual” request I’ve had is whether I would like to buy some pearls and during CNY it was whether I would like to buy some Chinese New Year cookies! That was the last straw. I haven’t visited the hair salon since then. I’m afraid I am too busy for hair salons.