Everyone Stares and Refuses to Deal with Poor Old Lady Who Enters a Beauty Salon — Story of the Day
|An older lady walked into the most prestigious hair salon in town for a makeover, but everyone refused to touch her.
Darla Weston was proud to own the most prestigious salon in Los Angeles. All her customers were movie stars, or a the very least, A-list celebrities, and she never ever took in walk-ins except that one time with Rihanna.
Darla was stunned to see a woman in a faded greyish dress and sensible flat shoes walk into the salon’s chic reception and address Frieda, the hostess. Frieda looked at the woman and her mouth hung open. “Is this ‘Candid Camera?'” she asked.
They all stared at the odd looking woman who walked in to the salon | Source: Shutterstock.com
The old woman smiled and looked around. “I don’t see any cameras!” she said cheerfully.
Frieda looked down her long elegant nose at the woman. “Do you have an appointment?”
The older woman looked confused. “An appointment? Like at the doctors? I didn’t know I needed one! I was watching this documentary the other day, about Helen Mirren getting ready for the Oscars and she walked right in…”
Frieda laughed. “You are not Helen Mirren, and besides, SHE had an appointment.”
Daphne wasn’t the kind of client they were used to | Source: Unsplash
“Please,” said the woman. “Can’t you fit me in? It’s my granddaughter’s wedding this afternoon and I wanted to look my best…”
One of the colorists who was walking by threw the older lady a satiric smile. “Hun, your best must have been at least forty years ago!”
The manicurist, who was doing fanciful gel sculptures onto the nails of a famous TikTok influencer sneered, “You’ve said it, sista!”
One of the salon’s best customers gestured Darla over. “Darla, darling…Not to be elitist or anything (you KNOW I always give to the poor) but that woman is bringing down the energy of the place!”
The receptionist didn’t even bother hiding her disdain | Source: Pexels
Darla smiled sweetly and assured her customer that she was going to take care of it. She swept up to the reception desk. “Frieda, what seems to be the problem?” she asked.