I was passing by your table the other day. You didn’t notice me, but I did notice you. Not that I had any intention to, but you were talking louder than anybody else, which I’m sure you know, which I am sure you like so much about yourself.
First, let me give you a humble piece of advice. Don’t get so angry. It’s bad for your health. And how would the world continue to evolve in absence of your so informed theories on the intellectual inabilities of poor hairstylists around the world?
Second, I’m sorry to break this down to you, but if your nephew decided to go to Hairdressing school, there’s pretty much nothing you can do about it. Or maybe there is. You could threaten him to cut him off financially, or maybe you could make him go to Economics school or even better, tell him he will be repudiated and sent to “exile” to the countryside.
Third, he would be better at the countryside than by your side. Because you see, Dear Sir, if you decided to refrain your desires in life when you were young, it doesn’t mean the world has to do it also.
I know that Hairstyling doesn’t explain why water freezes, why the grass is green and why the sun is hot. Hairstyling is emotional, it’s subjective, it reaches the very core of the individual (sure, call it client if you want)–>self-perception.
That’s right, I heard your arguments.
And sir, Hairstyling may not be science. But it sure is art.
