Occupations

[SeaCat]

Mine was all above ground. I was in the Air Force, and it was all aircraft launched munitions, freefall and missiles. Spent two years at a B-52 base, so I pulled a good share of alert duty. Damn klaxons going off in the middle of the night.

Spent a lot ofour time guarding Tac's. I don't care what they say, you just can't shield something designed to fit in the nose of a missile or a howitzer shell enough. (Thankfully the greens always thought these areas were P.O.L.'s or some such and never tried to really break in during their marches. That could have gotten a little hairy.)

Cat

 

[wishfulthinking]

As of about two months I become a fully qualified Liar. But I hate where I worked so I quit [numbskull of a boss, took me about 3 weeks to coach him into saying hello in the mornings, rather than walking straight past me], and am tutoring until I move states in about 2 weeks, where I'll undertake my masters part-time, specialising in information technology and e-commerce crapola.

But I feel as though I've done almost everything in part-time jobs while at uni and travelling around Eurpoe. From lifeguard, entertainment coordinator to working in hospitals and construction companies.

 

[Wildcard Ky]

Spent a lot ofour time guarding Tac's. I don't care what they say, you just can't shield something designed to fit in the nose of a missile or a howitzer shell enough. (Thankfully the greens always thought these areas were P.O.L.'s or some such and never tried to really break in during their marches. That could have gotten a little hairy.)

Cat

It was always amazing that people never knew what they were looking at. There was a major problem at a B-52 base when I was in. This story was told to me second hand by someone that was there.

This base was in an area that was surrounded by a lot of woods and forest. All alert pads had motion detectors around the perimeter, etc. Typical nuke security. This base had a problem with critters setting off the alarms all the time. Apparently the security folks got a bit laxed in this area due to all the false alarms. One night the alarm goes off, and security didn't immediately respond to check it out. It was a group of teens looking for some thrills. By the time security made it out there, they had done damage to the plane, and to a weapon. typical vandalism type stuff. Graffiti, beating and banging, etc. One kid had a maintenace stand and was beating the hell out of an ALCM. Luckily for them, they surrendered as soon as they saw the cops with guns. After the kids were secured, it was explained to them that they were beating on a live nuke with a rock. My friends said that the kid completely freaked out when he was told that.

There were a whole lot of people that lost their job at that base over that incident.

 

[EmeraldKitten]

Well, isn't this a cute little thread.
I'm a hair stylist.
I like it okay.. somedays better than others.
Eventually, I'd like to own my own shop, and not have to work in it. Yay business woman! lol.

I spend the majority of my time answering the phone, booking appointments, bangin' some hair, and going through the motions. Ya know, making ugly people cute. LOL. (Just kidding. Sometimes. ) Every now and again, I'll have a customer that is beyond the mundane.

For example......

There's this boy, Ross, that comes in and gets his haircut. And he's not quite all there.. he's just a little slow. I dont know a true definition of any disorder he may have. He's not a 'boy' really.. he's 17 or so.
Whenever he comes to the shop, the girls huff and puff and roll their eyes, because they dont want to deal with him. I know what they mean- he is a lot to handle... it takes patience.
I'd never cut his hair before, but I got to one day. He didn't really need it cut, but he was determined it was going to get cut before prom.
I didn't take much off of it, but it was enough you could tell.
He talked and talked and he was so excited about going to prom. Once I got done cutting it, he asked if I'd trim his eyebrows, and I said yes.
While I was doing that, he was looking up, watching me. It was a little unnerving- being that close to him, having him staring me down. I eventually made eye contact- and it was like... whoa.. I can't even describe how.. deep his eyes were. In fact, I think I narrowed my own, trying to see deeper maybe. There was brightness and life and.. sunshine there.
Once I was done with the cut, I asked him if he wore gel, he said no.. so I asked him if he wanted to try some. He said sure.. so I used some gel, and stuck his bangs up, and it was too cute. Ross gave me two thumbs up.
He paid, and walked out, and I was really pleased with the experience.
A few minutes later, he walked back in- I thought there was something wrong with his haircut... but he just wanted to buy some of the gel I'd used in his hair. That was one of the most precious moments ever. While another of the girls was getting a bottle for him and doing the money transaction, his mom walked in, came up to me, and said, "Thank you so much.. I really
appriciate you fitting him in." I told her it wasnt a problem, thats what I was there for. She lowered her voice, and said, "And thank you.. for taking an extra second, and just making him feel like he was important."
My mouth just hung open, as she turned and walked away. As they were walking through the door, Ross turned around and said, "Bye, thanks again.. I'll be back to see you!"
I was halfway in shock still.. but one of the other girls said, "Oh, aren't you the lucky one."
I just kind of looked at her, and I said, "Yeah, actually, I am."


So, thats about it, lol. Sorry to ramble. Just wanted to share.
See? There's something deeper than just the regular ole' beauty shop gossip.

~Kitten

 

[matriarch]

Well, isn't this a cute little thread.
I'm a hair stylist.
I like it okay.. somedays better than others.
Eventually, I'd like to own my own shop, and not have to work in it. Yay business woman! lol.

I spend the majority of my time answering the phone, booking appointments, bangin' some hair, and going through the motions. Ya know, making ugly people cute. LOL. (Just kidding. Sometimes. ) Every now and again, I'll have a customer that is beyond the mundane.

For example......

There's this boy, Ross, that comes in and gets his haircut. And he's not quite all there.. he's just a little slow. I dont know a true definition of any disorder he may have. He's not a 'boy' really.. he's 17 or so.
Whenever he comes to the shop, the girls huff and puff and roll their eyes, because they dont want to deal with him. I know what they mean- he is a lot to handle... it takes patience.
I'd never cut his hair before, but I got to one day. He didn't really need it cut, but he was determined it was going to get cut before prom.
I didn't take much off of it, but it was enough you could tell.
He talked and talked and he was so excited about going to prom. Once I got done cutting it, he asked if I'd trim his eyebrows, and I said yes.
While I was doing that, he was looking up, watching me. It was a little unnerving- being that close to him, having him staring me down. I eventually made eye contact- and it was like... whoa.. I can't even describe how.. deep his eyes were. In fact, I think I narrowed my own, trying to see deeper maybe. There was brightness and life and.. sunshine there.
Once I was done with the cut, I asked him if he wore gel, he said no.. so I asked him if he wanted to try some. He said sure.. so I used some gel, and stuck his bangs up, and it was too cute. Ross gave me two thumbs up.
He paid, and walked out, and I was really pleased with the experience.
A few minutes later, he walked back in- I thought there was something wrong with his haircut... but he just wanted to buy some of the gel I'd used in his hair. That was one of the most precious moments ever. While another of the girls was getting a bottle for him and doing the money transaction, his mom walked in, came up to me, and said, "Thank you so much.. I really
appriciate you fitting him in." I told her it wasnt a problem, thats what I was there for. She lowered her voice, and said, "And thank you.. for taking an extra second, and just making him feel like he was important."
My mouth just hung open, as she turned and walked away. As they were walking through the door, Ross turned around and said, "Bye, thanks again.. I'll be back to see you!"
I was halfway in shock still.. but one of the other girls said, "Oh, aren't you the lucky one."
I just kind of looked at her, and I said, "Yeah, actually, I am."


So, thats about it, lol. Sorry to ramble. Just wanted to share.
See? There's something deeper than just the regular ole' beauty shop gossip.

~Kitten

Beautiful Kitten. Very special.
Thank you so much for sharing.

Mat

 

[Guest]

E. Kitten, that was brilliant, a lovely story, I felt I was 'there'. I keep saying this to people and I'll say it to you. People post vignettes of their lives on this board and do it so well that I want to know more, or read more. You could write a very good short story of your experience with that boy. For me the climax would be when you looked into his eyes, truly touching (wish his mom could read it).

Thanks so much, Perdita

 

[EmeraldKitten]

E. Kitten, that was brilliant, a lovely story, I felt I was 'there'. I keep saying this to people and I'll say it to you. People post vignettes of their lives on this board and do it so well that I want to know more, or read more. You could write a very good short story of your experience with that boy. For me the climax would be when you looked into his eyes, truly touching (wish his mom could read it).

Thanks so much, Perdita

Hi again Mat.. thank's a ton sweetie.

Perdita, it's nice to meet you. Thanks for replying...
Wow, is all I can say. I didn't think it was 'that' interesting, lol.
Just a day in the life of me.

Thanks, once again ladies.

~Kitten

 

[rgraham666]

That was a damn sweet, and good, thing to do Kitten.

I wish more people had a heart as big as yours.

 

[EmeraldKitten]

That was a damn sweet, and good, thing to do Kitten.

I wish more people had a heart as big as yours.

Aww, that's a very sweet thing to say.
Thank you.

~Kitten

 

[Wildcard Ky]

Hey Kitten: My wife is a hairdresser too. She has her own shop. She's probably been in business for about 15 years. Yes, hairdressers meet a lot of interesting people.

I think the weirdest thing for me to get used to was the term "do". Do you use it as well? My wife was always talking about "doing so and so". I knew that it meant she did their hair, but it really took some getting used to.

 

[EmeraldKitten]

Hey Kitten: My wife is a hairdresser too. She has her own shop. She's probably been in business for about 15 years. Yes, hairdressers meet a lot of interesting people.

I think the weirdest thing for me to get used to was the term "do". Do you use it as well? My wife was always talking about "doing so and so". I knew that it meant she did their hair, but it really took some getting used to.

Hey, that's groovy! I want my own shop.. *pouting*

But to answer your question, yes, I use the term.
"I do Frank every 2 weeks"
"When I got finished with Rick.."
"I was doing Martha, when..."
"When I get done doing my customers.."
(That one's a riot, LOL.)

Yep, it's either my overactive dirty mind, or that sounds obscene, LOL.
I wonder if other people have to 'get used' to hairdresser talk?
Hmm, I never thought about it!

Thanks for the reply! (And the brain food, hehe.)

~Kitten