I love coming to the hairdressers. It’s a treat, a bit of a pamper session and time to myself. Today’s appointment has been completely spoiled but I’m not sure if IABU!!
When I arrived, the customer next to me was half way through a full head of foils with a restless toddler on her knee. The little girl has screamed, shouted, run around the salon, had a tantrum, climbed on a cabinet and knocked a display over and is currently sharpening pencils leaving the shavings all over the floor. Mum has made very limited efforts to entertain her, and the poor hairdresser looks ever so flustered.
It has not been a pleasant experience. I keep telling myself to think kind thoughts and perhaps it’s Mum’s only chance for a bit of pampering herself, but I can’t control my face sometimes and the mirrored walls mean she has probably seen me glaring 😂
IABU to think you don’t bring toddlers to a three hour hair appointment?!