Unlike my first post on this topic, this wasn’t unexpected, but it still got to me.
I went to get my hair done yesterday – my hair isn’t naturally red, but I like being a redhead, so every two or three months I go in to have my roots done, and after a while the hairdresser will comb the color through to my ends for a few minutes, and then I feel better. The shop I go to is part beauty salon, part barber shop, and in the beauty salon part they have maybe three or four hairdressers, and there’s not a lot of room, so if you’re having a conversation with your hairdresser, pretty much, you’re having it with everyone else in the room too (all two or three of them).
I go to this place regularly, even though my hairdresser (whom I like) drops the words “blessed” or “blessing” every five minutes. I go even though there’s always a Christian radio station playing. I go even though every single time I go, someone, either customer or employee, is going to discuss Christianity in some way, shape or form. And it doesn’t seem to make anyone else uncomfortable except me.
Why do I still patronize this business? I’m starting to have trouble answering this question.
So there I am, telling my hairdresser – who is well acquainted with the fact that I read because she always sees me bring a book in and sometimes asks me what I’m reading – that I was dissatisfied with having finished only eight books last year, so I got on Goodreads to make myself the goal of reading 24 books this year. At first I get polite questions from my hairdresser and another customer: had I read a book more than once? (Yes.) Did I gain anything from reading a book more than once? (Yes.) Etc.
And then it happens.
Other customer pipes up with: “You know what would be a good idea for you is to start from Genesis.” The Bible. She thinks I should read the Bible. (First she thinks that I haven’t already read the Bible, and then she thinks that I should read it.)
My hairdresser agrees and asks me if I have read the Bible (at least she asks me instead of assuming that I hadn’t). I say yes, because it’s true: I read the Bible three times in high school. I’d heard that if you read three chapters a day, you can get the Bible read in a year. Then I proved it three times over. What I don’t say is that I used to be something of a Bible expert with all that reading. But I’ve forgotten a lot of what I’ve read, so I’m no longer even a little bit of an expert.
Inside, I’m like, Can’t I just come and get my hair done without having to listen to all of this?
Are there other options in this tiny town of Crawfordville, Florida (pop. 3,702 as of 2010)? Yes, there are one or two other places, without me having to make the drive to Tallahassee. I have no guarantee that the situation will be any better in these places, and in Tallahassee I’m going to pay more money to get the same stuff done to my hair. So how much is peace of mind worth to me? I’m still thinking.
At least it’s only once every two or three months.
Thoughts? Please leave them below.