Monday, June 14, 2010

Confessions of an Unpaid Daycare Worker....


Yes my friends, I'm still answering phones, and booking appointments. Do I miss esthetics? Sure, I do. Do I miss not making any money? Surely I don't. My current position is full of new crazy things on a daily basis. I never lack for a good funny story to entertain my working esthy friends. Lets take for example my most recent dilemma at the salon...follow me if you will...Growing up I don't ever recall my mother handing me a $20 and dropping me at the salon for hours on end. Up until I was old enough to drive myself my mom drove me, parked the car and sat in the shop and waited until the hairdresser made a hot mess out of my hair; I cried and we left(yeah,yeah,like you've never cried at the salon). At the place I'm at now it's nothing for a mom or dad to drop off a 7 year old in the parking lot and leave them with strangers for 3 to 4 hours. The first time it happened I was a bit shocked when this tee tiny girl quietly asked if she could use my phone to call her mom to pick her up. I blinked stupidly several times and said sure. Up pulls mom honks horn and off runs tee tiny little girl,struggling with our super heavy door out into the parking lot to be whisked away. At this point I started to take notice of all the kids that were just left in my care for an entire afternoon of hair maintenance As any of my friends will tell you I am not a babysitter, kids annoy me mostly. I talk to them like adults and I cuss...I mean I cuss a lot, more than most, and I don't censure myself for the little tike brigade. Don't get me wrong I have a kid, but he's just like me. Smart, sarcastic, and blunt to the point of being painful, and I love him for it. Now other kids I just don't mesh well with them. Not that the parents would know any of this because they never come in the salon....Please step back while I pull up my soap box...I mean I look sweet and nice and respectable but what the hell do they know?? I could be Chester the Molester and here they are dropping the fruit of their loins off with me and LEAVING..what the fuck are these people thinking. Do they never turn on America's Most Wanted or watch the damn Lifetime network? Do we need to bring back after school specials featuring Joe from The Facts of Life to remind them not everyone is OK to leave your kids with? Recently we had an 'incident' involving an 11 year old and chemicals(sounds bad but boy is her hair super straight now) and had to post a notice that any child under driving age would have to have an adult present for the duration of their service. You would not believe the pissed off moms I've got waiting in my reception area now. When I stop them as they make their mad dash out the door to go shopping or hit up Starbucks and explain to them they are going to have to pull up a chair and wait it out the head bobbing and eye rolling begins. I've had moms stop an appointment mid shampoo because they were on their lunch break and was dropping the kid off until they got off work FOUR HOURS later. We are a salon, not a daycare, not a parents day out center, not a YMCA kid drop, or a daycamp. Is it a cultural difference perhaps. I know I've mentioned it before but about 90% of our clients are African-American and granted their hair services tend to take longer but still who the hell in this day and age feels comfortable dropping off kids with strangers? Hell you can't even drop your kids at Sunday school now without wondering if one of the holy rollers are being inapprioate with Junior. So why in the world would you drop your kid off at a flipping salon for HOURS with 60 strangers of dubbish religion and race? Then have the audacity to yell at me about how I'm inconviencing you and your plans. Next time you drop your kids with me I'm going to make sure they have their brows waxed completely off and their hair colored a wonderful shade of pea green..guess what you can't bitch because you signed a consent form...Receptionist/Out of Work Estheticians Unite!!

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