Miscommunication 101, Funky and even more Funky...

For those of you who have spent time with me, you know that my hair can differ from month to month. It depends on what kind of funk I am in...
When I first arrived in China, I felt Prrreetty Funky... : ). So I decided to get my hair dyed red with a streak of blond in the front.. I've had this style before... Remember??

I think it was a pretty gutsy move, having this done in China, as the only color of hair you see here is black, black, and OH YES!!! mmm  Black! There may be slight shades of reddish hues to those who are reallllly hip.. But that's about it...

Well, the color and highlighted area  turned out pretty good, considering that this hair color was not your everyday event for the stylist and colorist.  And they had a heyday at my expense, there were chinese people all around me, just staring.

Well, it was time to go back, being that it's been 6 or more weeks and the sun was bleaching out my color.. ( not that I have grey hair or anything... : )
So, naturally, the stylist that I had previously chosen, was away for 10 days, so I decided to select another. I had scouted him out, at a latter appointment for a pedicure. I sign languaged, pardon my french, him that I wanted a cut and color and highlights, pointing to the OBVIOUS shades of my head of hair!!!! DO YOU SEE IT COMING???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
Well first of all, they washed my hair, (doesn't the color adhere better when your hair is dirty??? YES!!!! )   blow-dryed it, then proceeded to foil in the high-lights and apply the main color. During this time I was in deep conversation with my girlfriend who was having her hair colored blond...
Finished with the application, they put plastic wrap on my head, then placed a StarTrek looking device over the all. It looked like two bananas, scanning my brain!! (brought back memories).. They have the strangest devices.. Hmmm I think they make you smarter, it come with the service.. Heeheehheee...

So, 45 minutes of conversation later, they removed the plastic and foils and I had my first peek at the FUNKIEST hair due you have ever seen!!!!! I had Bleach BLOND hair with RED highlights!!!!!!!!!   "AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!! " screamed my brain!!! I had this moment of sheer panic!!!! Do I have to spend Christmas like this??? Then I started laughing... You should of seen their faces.. They thought I was crazy!!! THEY saw nothing wrong with this 46 year old, peculiar looking blond hair with bright red highlights women.... Dumb Asses!!!!!
So I showed them a picture of my Colorado drivers license, which was the color my hair was supposed to be. Well, NOW, you should of seen their faces... Heehee...
They stylist sought after a receptionist that spoke a little english and learned how to say the word, " I'M SORRY".... Hmmmmm....
Needless to say, they fixed it!!!
Results: I'm a muted shade of blond and happy to be that way.....

Your word of the day: I would like it to be "Dumbass" but I couldn't find it in Rosetta stone...

So it is, " Toufa"  pronounced: toe-faw. Meaning- HAIR.....
How appropriate....

lesson learned.. Pauline : )