Mary E. came for her foil appointment Saturday morning at nine-thirty. She wasn't down because the Thursday receptionist/shampoo girl didn't pencil in the appointment. James had pulled up a list from the caller ID. He remembered seeing that Mary had called. Freda, the Thursday helper, is a space cadet. She wiles away the hours dreaming about the day she will receive her mother's money. James' schedule was already tight and his mom (a Valium user, ahem.) kept booking more late morning heads for James as she disregarded booking heads for the employee, Gary whom stinks like a goat. He's an old guy with missing teeth and a ratty toupee who cuts hair the old school way - which means poorly. Some customers like it that way. Anyway, Gary had nothing to do while James is getting loaded up. Why? He'd heard Mom ask the new customer who had called if she wanted James or Gary. Well the name of the shop is James Thames Hair Company, so she said James, of course. You don't put it to the customer that way. You ask if she has a regular stylist at JT Hair Co. If she replies that she does not, then you should book her with Stinky. Stinky needs to do heads b/c James has to pay him. James has to pay him at least $50 per week for his part time effort. So, if Gary only generates $70 gross money to the salon in hairstyling services for a three day week, and James pays him 50 bucks, then James is kicking in 15 bucks out of his own pocket. That is to say that Gary should take in in service revenues for the week at least 100 dollars to order to earn 50. James doesn't want to give Gary free money for doing no work.
Well the girl showed up as James was finishing another customer. James was pissed that he was doing all the work. He told his mom, Dolores, that she should have booked the new customer with Gary, and Dolores blew smoke up his arse. Said that the girl asked for him. It seems to James that his mom who has worked for him for twenty years ought to know how to manage such matters. Well mom wears a a big ole wig and stinky Gary has a toupee with holes in it. And
the two of them are out front with the customer.
Mom slurs, "Do you wanna try Gary? He's really good. Or you can wait fifteen minutes more for James".
"I'll wait. I have to make a phone call. I'll be back in ten minutes."
James knows the deal. This little chick has seen these two older generation unhip characters both of whom have been rode hard and put away wet and she's not impressed. See, James has to do everything. Neither of his employees can manage the front. Of course, the chick never returned. So there went $125.00.
No comments:
Post a Comment