So, I was getting my hair done yesterday. And while my hair stylist (who’s done my hair for years) was doing her thing, her daughter started calling her. Not on a cell phone either, but the hair salon’s main line. She spoke on the phone a few minutes then hung it up. The phone rang again. Same thing. She spoke quietly a few minutes then hung up.

While I was sitting under the dryer, she disappeared into the back room and came back flushed. I asked if everything was ok. She said yes, that her daughter was being a typical teen and she was so angry at her but couldn’t say anything to her daughter because she was at work. I made the comment that teens can be annoying sometimes since they think they know it all. She said “yes, and she just demands money and demands I do this for her and that for her and doesn’t take no for an answer”.

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I wouldn’t be offended if she had told her daughter over the phone “I said no and that is final and stop calling me at work!”. Instead she just kept hanging up on her daughter, who kept on calling back. At one point the other workers were like “it’s her again”. And my stylist ended up saying “just don’t answer it.. she’s harrassing me”.

I would flip out if my kid acted like that at my JOB. I felt for her … she clearly didn’t know how to handle it other than hang up repeatedly. I so wanted to say “why don’t you just tell her to knock it off? or “I wouldn’t put up with that, tell her to stop or…” etc. But, the last thing a mom needs is someone who really has NO clue giving advice in the middle of a heated situation like that, so I kept my mouth shut.

In the station next to my stylist’s is another stylist I can’t stand. She yap yap yaps all freaking day. She never shuts up. Never. It drives both me and my stylist crazy because no one can talk over her. But what do ya say? Stop yapping at your clients? I wish. I also watched her fry someone’s hair once. My stylist and I both gaped at the whole situation. Was awful.

Anyway, yappy stylist lady has been right next to us the whole time, yappin’ away, when suddenly she stops yapping at her client and looks over to my stylist and said with a completely straight and sincere face:

“I think your daughter called”.

Now wouldn’t you have killed her right then? As if the constant yapping wasn’t bad enough! (FYI: all yappy’s clients do is smile and nod. They can’t get a word in if they paid her just to shut up.)

My stylist walked around the wall that separates her station and the door to the back room and rolled her eyes. But I think she was plotting how she would stuff a few hot curling irons into yappy’s mouth. I caught her attention and rolled my eyes back at her and gave her a knowing nod. She started laughing. I laughed back. As we were having our private little laugh, yappy smiled and giggled at us like she knew what was going on.