These days (okay, for the past 6 years or so), idea of going for haircut had been inducing some sort of anxiety in me. Not so much in the uni years coz the hairdresser I frequent during that time knows of my condition and how I am not keen to talk about it, so she seldom asks questions. Since I moved to Toa Payoh, I have been frequenting one of these chain hairdressing salons coz they are cheap - never quite understand why people would pay hundreds for a simple haircut. They have a team of hairdressers and I don't think I remember getting the same one - ever. Which means I had to repeat my story every time, sometimes injecting in some variations coz I am bored. 

Had one bad experience with them about two years back so I switched branch. On that particular occasion this PRC auntie who was cutting my hair wasn't shy about showing her disgust at my scalp condition and did a half-assed job trying to get away from me as soon as possible...so I switched to another branch. And had no other issues until today.

This young lady was assigned to cut my hair. About 2 minutes after she started, she started asking if I washed my hair regularly, and doubted when I told her I did so everyday. 

"With SHAMPOO??"

"Yes."

Silent disbelief.

Then she started asking if I have seen any doctors. So I repeated my story.

When she started questioning if the doctor had examined my scalp properly. Coz she said she was pretty sure he didn't treat it correctly.

I started explaining that this was not just a scalp issue, then I paused and decided not to. Coz it's apparent that she thinks too highly of herself and won't listen, so I waved and say, okay, nvm, I would prefer not to talk about it today.

And she didn't let go. She started rambling about how she is unable to wash my hair later (I asked for haircut and washing coz I am heading out after this), and she wouldn't have started cutting my hair had she known that my scalp was in such condition coz she would have to STERILISE her tools later. 

"This is NOT an infectious condition." I interjected.

"Of course it is!"

"Fine, if you are that worried, you may stop now and get someone else to take over."

"Ok sure"

And she stormed off as if I AM THE ONE THAT OFFENDED HER by subjecting her to such risky work.

Pissed beyond words and I have no idea how I managed to have a civilized conversation with her colleague who took over. Coz in my mind I had made up countless sarcastic comments and how I would screw the bitch over, publicly shame her, or formal complaint to her management etc.

Maybe it's just because I have way higher EQ than the bitch. And I just needed an outlet to cool down by talking about it so I told her colleague who gently suggested that there are some people who are just more paranoid about it and asked if I would consider just washing my hair clean before I came over next time. I agreed even though I don't see how that helps (seeing that I did wash my hair before I came over, just without shampoo) but just give her face lah.

From the corner of my eye I saw the bitch washing her tools and blow drying it damn her.

As her colleague was washing my hair I told her I had never had issues with any of her colleagues and this bitch was just too damn arrogant. Really she thinks too highly of herself. Like I am not a worthy customer of her dainty gold plated fingers. I told her I am used to questions but not in this manner, seeing that my condition didn't just crop up recently and it used to be much worse.

Really it's as if she thought I am out to pollute the world or something. Trust me if I knew or if I could cut my own hair I would. You think it's very fun to answer those questions isit. You think I am enjoying having such condition isit. 

At the end when I was paying the cashier deducted the wrong amount (she thought I only had a haircut) I am still honest enough to tell her deduct more. Partly coz I want to finish up my credit ASAP heh. 

But I suppose the positive takeaway from this is that I managed to control and didn't explode further. Have came a long way. Nor am I gonna dwell about it. Once this post is up, shall not think about it further for the rest of the day. 

*End of rant*