I love getting a fresh haircut. And I love the girl who cuts my hair. It took me awhile to find her, but she's cut my hair for 2+ years and I'm hoping for a long-lasting relationship! She's great. So great in fact, that my husband started going to her as well. And a ton of other people too. She's that good! And because she's that good, she's *always* full. I can't just decide on a whim that I need a haircut...I have to schedule it 2 months in advance! I usually try to go 8-10 weeks in between haircuts anyway, so I just make an appointment when I go in for a cut.
Anyway, John mentioned last week that he needed to call Rachel about getting a hair cut. I laughed out loud and wished him luck seeing as how it takes months to get an appointment with her. Not weeks, but months. I gave him her phone number, and when he arrived home from work that evening, he told me he had an appointment for Tuesday (tomorrow). Shock and disbelief were all over my face. HOW did you do that I demanded.
Seems he called and the receptionist told him exactly what I told him...take a number, mister. He could hear her flipping pages in her big 'ole appointment book. She then sweetly asked who she was speaking to? When he told her, she said, "Oh, John...well let me see what I can do? How about next Tuesday at 10:30, sweetie?"
WHAT?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME???
My next appointment has been on the books forEVER, and he calls on a Thursday and gets an appointment for Tuesday!!!
That sweet receptionist called a bit ago to remind J of his appointment and asked if I wanted mine cut too. Seems Rachel had a cancellation right before John. Of course I jumped at the chance to get beautified (quit laughing) alongside my husband, but mostly because Rachel is going on maternity leave soon and this will give me a chance to squeeze one more cut in before she disappears for 3 months. And you have no idea how many times I've prayed that she won't decide to become a stay-at-home mom.
So tomorrow morning John and I have a hot date planned...for Starbucks and then the salon. I can't wait.
Monday, October 08, 2007
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3 comments:
I'm blessed that my sister Ducky cuts my hair for free....or her Sunday Dinner. ;D
Hot dates are hard to come by. Enjoy!
Meredith,
That is so funny! Hope you enjoyed your excursion. You're right--good stylists are hard to find!
My first job was actually at a salon on Academy--it's not there anymore, though. I dusted the product shelves, washed the towels and took app'ts. I"m not sure I showed any favoritism, though! =)
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