I waited my turn for a haircut. The lady started to cut my hair at the bottom left before even asking me what I wanted. I stopped that right away. The "teacher" said that the other person was in training. Next a man came over and asked what shade of lipstick I wore. I said I normally don't wear lipstick so he took the tray away. Another person was putting some type of gold bronzer on my lower leg. The man started doing my hair and I let the lady continue.
At one point all three were on the floor laughing. The "teacher" came over and asked how I liked the hair do. I said no one said they were done. My back was still to mirror and I was facing the middle of the room. She looked at me and gave me a look indicating they were done. I turned to the mirror. Half of my hair was complete. I had the 70s feathered wings on the left and two pony tails sticking out from the side on the right.
I think I know what started them laughing. I had told the person on my left that I guess I needed all three of them. Apparently my comment might not have been the main reason they were laughing. My hair was completely done on the left; 1970s feathers and all.
I woke up before paying.
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