Let's just call her Antigua. She is going to be 40 in 5 months, but I wouldn't have guessed it. She is my hight and built and some of her own clients, who she has had for quite some time, have even thought we look alike. Bonus for her looking 13 years younger. She is an artist at what she does and her knowledge in the field is amazing. She knows her shit. I would only pray to have been assisting someone as good as her. But she is more than just my "boss". I could consider her a mentor. She has the biggest heart and for that I am grateful.
Do I dare talk about my last job? Ok, why not?!?! It haunts me every day. I find myself currently thinking something I do or say is going to get me in trouble. Not that my last boss was one to scold me in any way, but I did get in trouble for things like having my phone on me, or telling her son (my current boyfriend) thing about her business. But that is besides the point. I was doing insurance with her. I thought I saw a career out of it. I tried. I really did. But after finally getting into the world of hair I realize just how wrong it was for me. Cosmetology has been my dream since I was little and I am proud to say, my dreams are coming true.

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