Strange Things | The Psychotic Snipper

The Psychotic Snipper

erratic_prophet | 04 December, 2005 12:25

The salon (ex?) boss is a crackhead.

I noticed the odd bit of insanity now and then, but shrugged it off as eccentricity. Even when my dear Albanian friend-- a.k.a., DAF-- told me she was insane, I attributed it to a clash of egos mixed in with a bit of dramatic exaggeration on my friend's part. Today, I learned how right she was. And I called her to apologize.

It all started last week. It was less than a week after my surgery and I woke up to unbelievable dizziness and quite a lot of pain. Coupled with some bleeding and an oozing sore, I freaked. I called the salon boss-- from here on known as Snippy-- and explained how I wouldn't be coming in. She snapped at me about calling at the last minute and hung up on me.

I don't know why, but I shrugged it off. That was a fucking huge red flag a-wavin' right there.

I stopped by the salong during the week. I was dropping off some coupons from my other job. DAF was immediately concerned with my health. I told her I was better, but still weak and in a hurry to get home to rest. Snippy was all smiles although I didn't get to speak to her. When I left, I figured the whole thing had blown over.

Today, I wake up and see that it's snowing. I hurry to get ready so I can shovel out the car and get to work on time. I actually get there early to find a locked door. Snippy opens and tells me-- whilst blocking the entrance-- that the salon won't be busy today and I'm not needed. I tell her I left a spray there and desperately needed it. She let me in and I left. No other words were exchanged.

It wasn't until after I left that I wondered if I shouldn't have gotten my other things-- brushes, clips, etc.-- and called DAF. DAF immediately said, "I told you she was insane! Zis is what I work with!" I told DAF that I'd give Snippy one more chance-- by calling later in the week to find out if I should bother coming in on Sunday-- and if she blew it, I was gone. I don't need all of this insanity for some extra spending money.

Now I'm wishing I hadn't been so hasty with that second chance. Do I really want to work for someone that psychotic? Someone who actually thought that I might be making up not only the pain I was feeling to call out of work, but the surgery itself? Or am I acting like her now and blowing things more out of proportion than they are?

Nah, I think she's insane..