This week I took my kids for haircuts at a “kids haircuts” place. It’s ridiculous to pay $18 for a buzz cut!! But they love going, so once in a while I will take them. The reason why they love it so much is because they can play video games and listen to weird songs about haircuts sung by creepy animated scissors and hairspray cans.
When I went to the counter to pay I noticed a sign that said:
“IF WE HAVE TO COMB HAIR FOR MORE THAN 10 MINUTES TO GET TANGLES OUT, A FEE OF $16.95 WILL BE CHARGED.”
I said to the girl at the counter, “Just out of curiosity, why do you charge for this?”
She said that her staff was wasting a lot of time and running late a lot because of unexpected “snags” in their schedule, when parents would bring kids with rat’s nests on top of their heads.
“But how often does that really happen?” I scoffed.
She raised her eyebrows, “Enough for me to have to make a new policy and put that sign up.”
I wouldn’t let it go.
“But what do parents say? Are they annoyed or at least embarrassed if they have to pay the fee?”
“No – they don’t care, as long as they don’t have to deal with it, they say that they don’t brush their daughter’s hair for weeks, because they cry and they don’t like it.”
So let me get this straight, you let your kid walk around looking like Amy Winehouse so that she doesn’t have to experience the unpleasant feeling of a tangle. What the hell is happening to this world?? Since when do kids rule our world? Comb your daughter’s hair for god sakes!!! Or don’t have kids!!
And this is not a white-trash, “my mother is a prostitute and doesn’t wake up in time to comb my hair” situation. This salon is in a well-to-do town where ½ the moms are home with their kids and just can’t be bothered to groom their children. I have seen this phenomenon far too much since we started preschool, and thanks to Justin Beiber, even boys come in to school or to the bus stop looking like heroine addicts.
That would be the day that my father would let my brother walk around with long hair with big matted tangle balls hanging out of it, while my mother watched Days of Our Lives and talked on the phone. If he ever came home after a long day of work and saw his son looking like one of the ratty ass kids I see all the time….he would commit my mother to a mental hospital.
Now – some of you are going to say “Oh – she has boys – she doesn’t know how hard it is to have girls.”
I AM a girl. I had nappy frizzy hair to my butt and my mother put “No more tangles” spray in every night – and sat there and combed that shit out. I hated it and I cried. Nobody cared.
And we are not doing these girls any favors by not letting them experience the discomfort of a snarl in their hair. IT IS LIFE!!! Unless you want your next hair cut to be a “Brittney Spears meltdown”….Deal with it.
And moms -if you can’t handle your child’s slight discomfort from a comb in their hair…exactly what can we look forward to seeing at the bus stop when they get their periods?
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