19 People Who Had an Unforgettable Experience in a Hair Salon

People who want to trim their hair simply make an appointment with a hair stylist and expect to sit quietly in the chair while they are being beautified. But no one expects that during the haircut they may witness a story, the memory of which will cause a nervous tic in them for a long time.

• My hair faded in the sun and I decided to go to a beauty salon to get a little trim and freshen up the color. What could possibly go wrong? First, I was cut too short and when it was time to apply the dye, the stylist asked if I wanted a reddish shade. In my mind, reddish was a noble auburn shade and without a second thought, I said, “Let’s do it at your discretion.”
  But I was wrong. It turned out that our understanding of color was very different, and she dyed my hair in a fierce aubergine color. How am I supposed to walk around with my head looking like this? I’m desperate. © KindlyHousewife / Pikabu
• When I was a kid, I went to the hairdresser’s with my mother. My mother explained to her that she should keep the length just below my earlobes. The stylist apparently got some wrong idea, and she cut it right above the ears. And I used to have big protruding ears. When I got home, my sisters started laughing at me and I started crying. © irinnka6 / Pikabu
• My brother was going to a sports training camp and decided to have his hair cut a little. His friend advised his own mother, saying that she used to be a hairdresser, she will do everything right and for free. My brother happily went to shorten his bangs a little so that they didn’t go into his eyes, and came back bald as an egg. Our mom was in shock, crying, “What happened?”
  It turned out that the friend’s mother actually wanted to cut his hair in one style, but made a big mistake and decided to make a different style. She messed it up too, freaked out and shaved off all my brother’s hair. He didn’t care much, and then it turned out that he got a lot of attention from girls at the training camp. Apparently, the baldness gave him a manly appeal. © johnfogerty / Pikabu
• I once went to my mom’s friend to get a haircut because my mom recommended her. I still remember the feeling when in the process I heard her say, “Oh, why did you want to cut your hair so short?” And I didn’t want it, I just wanted to trim it. © TheMotherOfKuzka / Pikabu
• When it was time for a haircut, I couldn’t get to my stylist because I was in another city. I had to go to a hairdresser I didn’t know. I explained to her how to cut the back of my head and showed her a photo with an example.
  She began to moan, saying, it’s not possible with my hair. In short, I have to pay extra. But the funny thing is that it was me in that photo. I was photographed by my stylist for an occasion like this. So, I had to look for another hair stylist. © Chamber 6 / VK

• The woman started cutting my hair and then said, “I know what you told me you wanted, but that’s not what I want to do,” then proceeded to give me the most bland, right out of hair school cut I’ve ever had. I asked for a shaggy bob and I came out with a flat ironed circular helmet style bob. © DachshundNursery / Reddit
• My good friend Mark, a very cool stylist, asked me to model for a hairdressing competition. I said yes. Why would I turn down a free haircut? Mark worked his magic on me, even tinted something. We go to the judges. I see the result, and my jaw drops.
  Mark forgot to tell me that he plans to demonstrate 2 completely different haircuts on my poor head. On the right, the hair was down to my chin and layered — it looked good. But on the left, my hair was about an inch long with a purple streak in the middle. Since there was nothing I could do about it, I just flaunted my unusual haircut until my hair grew back. © Rachel Fefer / Quora
• I went to the first hairdresser I could find and asked for a shorter cut. The hairdresser worked on me for nearly an hour. I was quite happy with the result, until I put on my glasses.
  And then I realized that I definitely wouldn’t get a better haircut, at least not in this place. I paid up and ran away. For 2 following weeks, my wife shied away from me, and my dog barked at me whenever she saw me. © k0t0f0t / Pikabu
• My mom took me to a hairdresser when I was a child, explained the haircut to her and went shopping. The hairdresser nodded, and I was silent because at 3 years old I didn’t like to talk to strangers. When my mom came back, she was shocked. I was nearly bald.
  The hairdresser said, satisfied, “Now everything is fine, because your child looked like a girl before.” My mom almost cried, “She is a girl!” The hairdresser mumbled in surprise, “What do you mean, a girl?”
  To make you understand, I was dressed in a red jumpsuit with ladybugs, a white T-shirt and snow-white sandals with a red flower. But my clothes were covered by the sheet, and the hairdresser decided I was a boy. © tikorotaro / Pikabu

• I went to the salon once to dye my hair, I wasn’t going to get a haircut. I chose a pretty purple shade. The stylist first burned my hair and then dyed it dirty pink.
  Then she happily pulled out the scissors, I reminded her I didn’t want a haircut. She started drying my hair, and suddenly I heard a startled yelp. It turned out that she had somehow managed to cut off a huge strand of my hair.
  As a result, she gave me a haircut nonetheless (spoiler: it was terrible). I came out of the salon with dried out, crookedly cut hair of indescribable color. And the stylist even offered me to recolor and extend my hair. But, of course, for an extra fee. © Arizonawicca / Reddit
• My friend’s hair is very long, down to her knees. She went to a hairdresser one day to get the ends trimmed. The stylist was stunned.
  First, he said he’d probably have to lie down on the floor. Then he ran off somewhere. A couple of minutes later, he proudly brought a stepladder! In the end, my friend had to stand on the stepladder to get her hair cut. © Chamber 6 / VK
• She shaved my sideburns up to about an inch and a half above my ear. I didn’t say anything, just sat there looking pissed. She goes, “It’ll look good if you put some gel in it.” I went up front to pay, thought about not paying, paid anyway. 4 people got up and left behind me who were waiting.
  I had to wear a beanie for a month during a hot summer until they grew back. A baseball cap wouldn’t cut it. My boss was against me wearing a beanie at work initially until I took it off. © Unknown author / Reddit
• I had a hair appointment one afternoon a few years ago, during which I asked for cool blonde balayage with a subtle lilac toner. I had good reasons, too. The lilac starts out somewhat vibrant and gradually fades to a lovely yellow-free blonde, and the balayage makes it even lower maintenance by allowing my roots to show and grow without an awkward straight line of demarcation.
  As for the cut, I wanted some subtle layers for shape, movement, and to make my thick hair more manageable. Most stylists are used to requests like mine, and the woman I saw had done my hair before, and she seemed very confident in her ability to fulfill it. When the towel was finally off my head, I had school bus yellow stripes all over with 2 wide stripes by each ear of bright purple. The length was one blunt cut.
  I asked while she was cutting if she was making sure to layer it, and she proudly said, “yup!” I got nothing that I wanted. I can’t afford to keep up with highlights every 4–6 weeks, which is why I wanted what I asked her for in the first place. This visit took 6 hours and cost $275 without tip. I’m usually an excellent tipper wherever I go, but not this time.
  And yes, I found a new place to go. It’s too bad, too, because the stylist is a very nice person. © Livi Jones / Quora
• I had been going to the same hairdresser for a few years in a row, and once I decided that I wanted a short haircut instead of my super long braid. I shyly asked her for a bob because I didn’t know any other haircuts. She said, “No way!,” and gave me a really cool haircut that looked good with and without styling. © CherryRabbit / Pikabu
• I was once sitting in the hairdresser’s chair and suddenly saw a boy about 12–13 years old coming out of another room and sobbing like crazy. His haircut was good and neat. I couldn’t understand why he was crying. He looked good, and his haircut was also good.
  And then his mother ran up to him, tried to console him, and then called the administrator and the hairdresser. They came running and the boy’s mom yelled, “How did you cut my daughter’s hair? What does she look like now?”
  At that moment, I realized why she was sobbing that hard. She was wearing a hoodie and wide jeans, so I didn’t realize it was a girl at first. © Haltijatar / Pikabu

• A friend of mine has an uncle who flaunted very wide and bushy eyebrows. One day he went to the hairdresser’s. A young girl gave him a haircut, and then, apparently, decided to surprise him and trim his eyebrows a little, because they were too shaggy.
  The uncle didn’t realize it at once because he was sitting with his eyes closed. But when he saw half of his eyebrows on the floor, he yelled in rage, “What have you done? Stick them back on!” It took a long time to calm him down, but he still left angry. © Chamber 6 / VK
• I went to a salon, there the guy cut a bald spot into my head and tried to sell me product to cover it up. © LegalAction / Reddit
• I got a very short fringe. 5 mm short. Like someday it was popular, my hairdresser thought somehow it would be okay looking. I have thick and curly hair. It was awful.
  Good thing it was winter, so I just covered it everywhere with a hat. © deadmany / Reddit
• I fell for a friend’s recommendation once. She found a hairdresser who cuts hair in such a way that you don’t even have to style it afterwards. My friend’s haircut looked really cool, I was impressed and trusted this hairdresser completely, we only agreed on the length.
  In the end, I got something really weird on my head. They couldn’t even style it into something acceptable. In short, her method didn’t work for me. © FransOK / Pikabu

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