Hair disaster!

I finally got up the courage to get my hair highlighted in Sweden. David and I booked the appointment last Friday for today. Idea being that I could be pretty on my birthday. David carefully explained what we wanted done in Swedish. The man in charge seemed to understand exactly what we wanted and quoted us a price on the spot.

I came in today and there was a fight (which I stayed out of) about the wrong price being quoted which was too low. I was willing to pay the higher price, but they decided it was their mistake. I was paired with some Iranian lady whose Swedish was difficult to understand. I tried to explain what I wanted, and I thought I had succeeded. But the end result shows I didn't.

They were rushed, I started at 3:30 and by 5 they were nowhere near done. Not even halfway done with the dying. They started rushing things. There were multiple people working on me at the same time. They even moved me out of one chair and into another so she could cut another person's hair.

The end result was as the dye was being washed out they decided, before I even got to see my hair, that they were going to have to fix it. Instead of putting red and blond streaks onto JUST the part where the hair had grown out... they put only blond throughout my hair. I look more blond than brunette now. They also got rushed and mixed 9 percent bleach instead of the 6 percent they used on the rest of my hair at the end. So there are some large chunks of VERY light hair instead of small streaks of proper color. The color doesn't go all the way to my scalp either. It stops short where they got lazy and didn't make sure that it was done properly. So there are still sections of my hair that look like a skunk! I have a stripe down the top of my head still. My hair has also not been cut. They said I didn't order it and they also ran out of time.

So tomorrow I have to go back to the hair place and get my hair fixed. David will go with me and yell and explain what they should have done and what they are supposed to do now. Sometimes it is nice to have a boyfriend who cares.