NYC Hair Chronicles

     I use to work for a salon in New York City, in mid-town, right near Herald Square.The owners were Russian and not hairdresser"s. Eeewwwhh, is the best way to describe there brand of salon disfunction. But to each their own and working there did serve a purpose as does everything in life. While employed there the owners never once looked at me or welcomed me to their lovely land of miserableness. They would come in, with their "entitled" attitude, that sooo reflected their level of classless ability to think beyond their own existance. They immigrated from Russia, had been born and raised poor and managed to find financial success here in my lovely country, that just let's everyone in and deports the wrong people. But that's a whole other subject. Anyway I was never once acknowledge?? Why??? was this a reflection on that they were in all actuality intimidated by my all American girl charm??? One will never know and I really don't quit care, for they

are a representation of themselves and that's just plain old their stupid ass problem. If your going to come here become successfull than appreciate that. Don't cock an attitude!!! America was good to you, be good back. Always remember where you came from and keep it human.