Friday, March 31, 2006

One of my last good nerves...

I have two or three stylists who are my challenges. One today, after repeatedly being told by the manager to not talk to others' clients and to not discuss certain topics was overheard saying...

Stylist to other persons client: Well, my daddy would have never let me wear shorts like that.
Client to stylist who is 50something and being a busybody: Well, my daddy beat me and my mother shot him when I was 9 in defense of me. And I am 26 years old and grown wnough to decide for myself what I can or cannot wear. I am sorry you weren't so fortunate.


It's all good...

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