Juked by M.E. Carter

Author:M.E. Carter [Carter, M.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01GU0Y2C0
Publisher: ME Carter
Published: 2016-06-15T23:00:00+00:00

“I’m so glad I got my flu shot,” Geni says over the sound of her clippers. “You looked terrible.”

“Uh-huh.” I pretend to ignore her and sweep the hair from my last client into a pile on the floor. Geni’s been making it a point to lecture me all week about how dumb it was not to get vaccinated. Never mind that it’s the only time I’ve been sick the entire five years I’ve known and worked with her.

“I’m serious,” she says. “I’ve never seen you look so bad. You’re lucky Daniel was there to—”

Her voice is drowned out when I start up the vacuum to get rid of the hair. The timing doesn’t go unnoticed by her, and she glares at me. I glare right back.

“I’m just saying,” she says as soon as the noise dies down, making me huff in annoyance. She’s not going to let this go. “It’s a good thing Daniel was there to take care of you. I don’t know how I would have been able to do it without him. Don’t you think it was dumb for her not to get her flu shot?” she asks her client, Mike.

“I haven’t had a flu shot in twenty-seven years,” he says in a southern drawl. “Never had the flu.”

“Hmph,” Geni says. “You got lucky.”

“He also saved himself about five hundred forty dollars in copays,” I say snottily.

“Flu shots don’t have a copay,” he says.

“See?” Geni says.

“But that’s twenty-seven times I haven’t been poked with a needle,” he continues.

“See?” I say.

“Hmph,” she says again.

“As much as I’d love to continue this delightful conversation,” I say sarcastically, “I have a new client I need to greet.” I do a final check to make sure my work station is presentable and move to the front of the salon.

There’s only one person sitting on the bench, so I walk right up to her, assuming she’s my new client.

“Mary?” I ask. She jumps up with a bright smile on her face. “I’m Quincy,” I say and reach my hand out to shake hers.

“It’s so nice to meet you,” she says enthusiastically. “I’ve been really looking forward to this.” Her hair looks like it’s been recently colored and like it doesn’t need much of a trim, and I wonder what she’s doing here, but clients fire their hairdressers all the time. Maybe she wants a different color.

I take her back to my station. We spend several minutes discussing the chestnut lowlights she wants but didn’t get last time and how she’s hoping for a more choppy, stylish cut.

Once I get her colors mixed and set to go, we begin the tedious and time-consuming process of painting it on her hair.

“I can’t wait for my boyfriend to see my new hair,” Mary says excitedly. “I just knew when I made an appointment with you, you’d know exactly what a man likes.”

I crinkle my brow but smile as I fold a foil around one of her locks. “I wouldn’t say I necessarily know what a man likes.

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