what a waste my life would be without all the beautiful mistakes ive made.
Last night, I had a comfortless experience in a barber shop where I have a VIP card which promised me a 70% discount each time, and I had been there for several times. This time I just wanted to have my hair washed. No customer except a few hairdressers and assistants sitting near the door. They stood up and gave me a hospitable welcome when i came in. Only a glimpse as a feedback and told them what I wanted, then I went straight into interior and lay dawn. A young hairdresser standing behind me and looked at me in the mirror, persuaded me to have my hair cut which I just had a perm 4 months ago in the same barber shop, with the subtraction of over 400 RMB from my account and also another deposit 150 RMB. Not more than 4 months later, another hairdresser, who just wanted to raise his sales achievement, talked me over straightening them again. It irritated me when he brought a ready chemical product without my agreement and planned to utilize it directly to my hair according to his own willing. Come on, I came here only for a shampoo, another haircut at most. I resented what he did, not only money I cared about, but the chemicals that hurt my hair. He insisted on what he wanted, advocating his products harmless, and worthwhile, all of which disgusting me and made me full of antipathy, just treating me like a fool. “I can give you 100 as a tip if you stop it.” I told that hairdresser, as a concession. “No, no, I cannot accept it because it’s unallowed.” He laughed with an embarrassed and imperceptible smile,” dear, you have to do it as you’ll have a bad-looking which means my incapability. I’ll give you another discount.” I’m not good at refusing, especially requests and pleadings. I was born flabby, kind and compassionate. Although everyone was born with merits and demerits, I regard it as a flaw of my nurture. So I gave up and left him to his devices even though it’s against my will. At last, all I had to do was to pay another hundreds of RMB for my extreme unpleasant bill. Why? Why I couldn’t refuse him with a firm hand, resolutely and courageously? What’s the reason for me always being the person who is prone to get hurt and suffer from injustices? And what’s the cause for me so difficult to speak out “No”? I spent decades of years in schools and fail to acquire the skills about how to refuse other people sophisticatedly and euphemistically. Maybe I need to learn how to be a tough-minded and strong-willed guy.