I must confess a dirty little secret.
I adore cheesy t.v
I force the husband to watch hours and hours of CSI, NCIS, Law and Order, Bones, any forensic-ey/ crime busting type shtuff.
My client and I were talking about this the other day, and I said "If I wasn't making people beautiful every day, I'd totally be a criminal forensic scientist or an investigator/p.i."
fo sho.
She thought I'd lost it, and started laughing hysterically. I had to inform her that I was a hairstylist by choice, not by default.... I was actually valedictorian in college.
And that is where I learned "Fo Sho" lol....
When I hear those cheesy lines that Horatio says on CSI Miami, I get all warm and excited on the inside because I know his cheesy one-liners lead to some unexpected crime stoppin, booty kickin, more cheesy one-liners...
Sometimes I think they could have done such a better job casting his role, but secretly would be sad, now, if he was taken off the show. We're emotionally attached.
ha.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
My down day.....
Well... I am very down today.
I woke up this way.
Small combination of life issues+client issues yesterday= my lacking desire to go to work or do much of anything but sleep.
When I am feeling down, I just completely shut down. I don't even want to leave the house. I have the inability to snap myself out of a funk when I feel it.
Yesterday, I was completely offended by a client. 9 times out of 10, I don't get offended at my job, because what I do for a living involves people, and how they feel about themselves, and that is a huge weight to carry.... I ask them to be honest, I need constructive criticism, how else do I get better? Then I brace myself for impact. With that said, whether my clients are being honest or not, they almost always love what I do. Its good that they do because I am an artist, a sculptor.. I create beauty out of havoc, and give confidence where it was lacking. I try to brighten days, inject my positive attitude into negative energy and hope that it flourishes... I desire and hope I create beauty, make people feel better. One person at a time, I feel like I am changing the world. That is how I truly feel....
So as of late I have been slammed by one situation. I had a... person who had become a best friend, confidant, mentor, who was already a client... who completely broke my heart. She single-handedly offended me, was mean to me, broke my heart, and made me question the very person she was by her disrespect and lack of honor for our relationship. This made me think... I shouldn't be friend with my clients.
Then.... another situation where a client who I had become friends with, just up and left and started getting her hair done by someone else, didn't tell me, and lo and behold the fabulous (horrible) facebook shows me that her hair is a different color... and thus I deduce, she has stopped coming to me.... yesterday, in fact, I got an e-mail finally telling me that she couldn't afford me anymore... I understand THAT, and that takes guts to tell me... that took honor. But it still hurt for those two weeks that she didn't tell me...
And then yesterday, it was complete and total frustration, and its all of these things are impacting me so much that it makes me question my desire to be in this industry... or maybe my desire to be as invested in this industry as I am. My heart is there, and I think I need to take it back...
I think I am just so frustrated. I was born to do this. I see beauty in the mess. I see people and see a work of art. If I tweak this, cut that, tweeze here, color there... you will look like a different person. When people sit down in my chair they are frustrated, distraught, lost, broken, bored, exhausted. When people stand up from my chair I feel like I have left them a little more beautiful, confident, and peaceful. I love that. I love to do that. I was born to do this. I am the expert... and sometimes I want to look at my clients and say "This is what you are getting today, reguardless of your opinion, because this is what I do, this is what you need, and this is how you will look best." And btw... I'm going to charge you what I'm worth, not what my salon deems I'm worth, or what your coupon budget determines. I have worked my ass off to get here and I know I deserve better than that attitude.
Hm..
Apparently today I don't have an ounce of empathy. Sometimes this calling sucks the life right out of you....
And it is a fight to find the balance in it all and take it back.
I woke up this way.
Small combination of life issues+client issues yesterday= my lacking desire to go to work or do much of anything but sleep.
When I am feeling down, I just completely shut down. I don't even want to leave the house. I have the inability to snap myself out of a funk when I feel it.
Yesterday, I was completely offended by a client. 9 times out of 10, I don't get offended at my job, because what I do for a living involves people, and how they feel about themselves, and that is a huge weight to carry.... I ask them to be honest, I need constructive criticism, how else do I get better? Then I brace myself for impact. With that said, whether my clients are being honest or not, they almost always love what I do. Its good that they do because I am an artist, a sculptor.. I create beauty out of havoc, and give confidence where it was lacking. I try to brighten days, inject my positive attitude into negative energy and hope that it flourishes... I desire and hope I create beauty, make people feel better. One person at a time, I feel like I am changing the world. That is how I truly feel....
So as of late I have been slammed by one situation. I had a... person who had become a best friend, confidant, mentor, who was already a client... who completely broke my heart. She single-handedly offended me, was mean to me, broke my heart, and made me question the very person she was by her disrespect and lack of honor for our relationship. This made me think... I shouldn't be friend with my clients.
Then.... another situation where a client who I had become friends with, just up and left and started getting her hair done by someone else, didn't tell me, and lo and behold the fabulous (horrible) facebook shows me that her hair is a different color... and thus I deduce, she has stopped coming to me.... yesterday, in fact, I got an e-mail finally telling me that she couldn't afford me anymore... I understand THAT, and that takes guts to tell me... that took honor. But it still hurt for those two weeks that she didn't tell me...
And then yesterday, it was complete and total frustration, and its all of these things are impacting me so much that it makes me question my desire to be in this industry... or maybe my desire to be as invested in this industry as I am. My heart is there, and I think I need to take it back...
I think I am just so frustrated. I was born to do this. I see beauty in the mess. I see people and see a work of art. If I tweak this, cut that, tweeze here, color there... you will look like a different person. When people sit down in my chair they are frustrated, distraught, lost, broken, bored, exhausted. When people stand up from my chair I feel like I have left them a little more beautiful, confident, and peaceful. I love that. I love to do that. I was born to do this. I am the expert... and sometimes I want to look at my clients and say "This is what you are getting today, reguardless of your opinion, because this is what I do, this is what you need, and this is how you will look best." And btw... I'm going to charge you what I'm worth, not what my salon deems I'm worth, or what your coupon budget determines. I have worked my ass off to get here and I know I deserve better than that attitude.
Hm..
Apparently today I don't have an ounce of empathy. Sometimes this calling sucks the life right out of you....
And it is a fight to find the balance in it all and take it back.
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