I talked to a woman I worked for the other day. I felt good that day, I don’t know why. I actually took a shower, did my hair and make up. Which is good because she’s one of the best Hair Artists I’ve ever seen or known. Yes, I said Artist.
I’ve seen her transform a person to the point they sit there and cry. She gets the clients no one else can handle. The people with curly frizzy hair that everyone wants to throw gel on and send them home with a wet head.
When I first met her I wasn’t expecting much. At the time I had bleached blond hair that was very curly and frizzy but also had some weird straight areas. I’m one of the people that cried. She was the first person to ever blow dry my hair straight.
I think I asked if she could live with me. She inspired me to go to Hair School (where you learn nothing you need to) she’s the one that taught me everything I needed to know.
The problem was the Hair industry is competitive, and you have to be outgoing. You can’t have severe Social Anxiety and succeed in that type of atmosphere. It became too much for me. Her clientele had money and thought it was ok to treat me like hired help. Some of the women wouldn’t let me near them because of my weight. I have pretty good hearing and could hear them whispering about me. One made a joke about how small the salon was she was surprised I could move around. I wasn’t that large. I couldn’t say anything because the customer is always right. I was good enough to bring them coffee and tea though.
I loved the woman I worked for even though she was tough. I loved watching her work and her heart was in the right place. I wasn’t in the right place mentally when I left. I’ve talked to her about it since.
When I saw her the other day she told me to come by the Salon that her sister would want to see me. She also said she wanted clean up my hair a bit and started following me on Instagram.
Of course having Social Anxiety I’m having a problem calling the Salon or going there. I sent her a message on Instagram about a beautiful color she did but she didn’t respond. I also sent her a message about a necklace I made because it has the some colors that would match her new Salon she’s opening. (I didn’t word it like that) She didn’t respond to that either.
This is why I don’t like putting myself out there. I over think everything and start to think she was just being polite and she really doesn’t want me around, just like everyone else.