Honestly, I like my hairdresser he is good but pricey (£49 for a cut and blow dry - this is a local joint) its in an area were the clientelle for want of a better word, are waggish. I mean real high maintenence women who go there once a week just to check out what everyones wearing.
The receptionist is like the mother of one of them. Mutton basically. Great figure but loves herself. I dont fit in but like the hairdresser.
Every time I go something bloody happens!! today for instance, I told her that my friend had used an introduction card I had given her therfore I should get ten pound off. She wanted my friends name, when she had visited, who she had seen, what her phone number was! it was surely just on the computer. To top it all after she agreed so then put my card in and told me and the whole salon that it had been rejected!! I was mortified. I couldnt get out of there quick enough. I forgot to tip my boy. No doubt she had something to say about that behind my back!!
rant over!!!