“Girl, I’m done. I finally walked away from that trash job.” Miss Linda said loudly to Tiffany sitting next to her. They couldn’t hear each other well under the blow dryers.
“What was the final straw?” Tiffany asked. “Death.” Miss Linda folded her arms. A shocked silence swept across the whole salon.
“He was working with my supervisor till 1A.M. and the supervisor left him there to do more work. He just dropped on the table.” “Oh my God.” “Worst part girl... the coroner didn’t come till 1P.M. And the supervisor made us stay at work whole day.”
“What...you mean, death?” “Someone died at my job. Young fella, girl. Like 28. Poor thing had a heart problem.” “That’s so horrible-wait. At your job? Like on your job?” Tiffany sat up and looked at Miss Linda.
“Damn.” Tiffany held her mouth. Everyone else in the salon was disgusted too. “They said that they’re gonna put an ad for his job so I told them to put an ad up for mines too and walked out.”
“Girl you right. Those people are sick.” Sidney, the new girl said. “Yeah, you can’t patch holes on someone else’s bucket when you know they won’t share the water with you.” Miss Linda sighed.
“Mhm.” The ladies said collectively. In the corner was Andrea, a 19 year old afraid to end a one sided and expensive friendship with someone she has known for a long time.
A smile appeared on her face while she styled the lady’s hair she was behind. She was glad.
She wasn’t a big believer in signs but that was the one she needed. She was used to putting herself last to let others grow. And she was tired. She didn’t want to be the young fella emotionally.
Miss Linda and Tiffany finished at the same time. “So what you gonna do now?” Tiffany asked her as they both sat in chairs next to each other. “Open my bakery and teach kids how to... what do you call it... adult? Do their taxes etc.”
“That’s great! Lord knows they need the help.” Tiffany said. “I know. The kids at my church so lost, all they know is how to pass exams.” Linda shook her head. “Yeah girl.” Tiffany turned and looked at herself in the mirror. “I want a half up, half down today. My hair grew a lil and I wanna show it off”...