April 29, 2010
Hair and hooligans
I left the playground hoping I had made a small difference to child safety and went onto the hairdressers. I always have my hair cut by a boy called Zamir, he is a hair "Master". As coincidence would have it, he has a twin brother who also works at the very same salon, although his brother is not a Master! What are the chances of that! How do twin brothers a) decide to be hairdressers and b) decide to work at the same hair salon? Just to explain, in Russia they band hairdressers into normal cutters and "Masters". Masters charge more and are the black belts of the scissor art.
I don't speak Russian, so cannot make small talk to the hairdresser while he or she cuts my hair, which maybe a blessing. Zamir said to me, as he cut my hair: "gel it stay 3 days". I don't really know what he meant? was he saying the hair gel I had in my hair would stay in for 3 days? or I would be a girl in 3 days? I will never know, I am sure on my death bed, this thought will go through my mind. Its a bit strange at that hair salon, but they charge you to use the toilet. Russia is a non Eco friendly country and they don't care at all about natural resources, which includes water. I was bit shocked to be charged 50 rubles to take a pee when I was paying for a hair cut. Zamir just throws hair everywhere and then, as if by magic, some poor girl, who looks like she came on a bus journey lasting a month from the far reaches of Russia, eagerly sweeps up the hair cuttings from the floor, she is probably only paid about 80 rubles an hour, which is enough for a pack of a good pack cigarettes. Enough said, I look incredibly handsome and red hot.
Life goes on.
Labels: The young in Moscow