When I left school I went straight to college to train as a hairdresser. Something I had wanted to do for as long as I could remember.
I loved my college years, made some lovely friends and really enjoyed myself.
Fast forward 2 years and I started working at a local salon. Life was good. Once I qualified I became stylist. I even went to the Goldwell Academy in London to undertake a top colouring course. My favourite memory is attending a hairdressing event at Wembley, learning innovative tips and buying lots of goodies.
Unfortunately my happiness was short lived. Another stylist, I will call her ‘Anna’, older than me and had worked at the salon for years, developed a huge grudge against me. I was excelling at the salon, building up my clientele and I was the top seller every month for our Paul Mitchell and KMS products.
Anna hated this and she made it very clear. She would shout at me and belittle me in front of clients and made nasty swipes at me all day long. The salon owners talked to her but it only made her worse. The bubble had burst. The place I loved had changed and I dreaded going to work.
A sudden illness had me signed off from work and I saw my way out. I told my manager over the phone that I wanted to leave and no matter how much they begged I would not change my mind.
I got myself a job at a residential home and soon enough rumours from ex colleagues and even an interfering relative made it certain that I could never return. I haven’t picked up hairdressing scissors since.
Since then, life has seen me climb the career ladder in the Human Resources department at a large company, becoming a senior manager. Something I had never thought I would be capable of. I am now a very happy stay at home mum of 4 beautiful children.
Hairdressing has always been something I thought I would like to go back to one day, although I would never ever work for someone in a salon again, for fear of a bully stylist.
Having had my children, 3 now at school, I have been thinking that in the near future I would like to retrain as a hairdresser, in time for when my youngest starts school. I have always dreamed of having a salon of my own and I can’t pass one without peering in and wondering what it’s like in there.
Last week while chatting with my best friend over coffee, she suddenly said she would love to train as a hairdresser… Wait, what?! This is not something we have ever discussed, but had both been thinking about! Once we got talking about it, ideas were flying around all over the place!
We are both fortunate to have very supportive husbands and are in a position, where after lots of training, we would be able to look for a salon of our own.
Now we have brought our idea to life we are so excited about what the future holds. We have such a vision of what we could achieve over time with lots of hard work. The possibilities are endless.
So with a dream becoming a reality, I can’t wait to see what the future holds.