It was a sitcom, honestly. The two ladies hardly ever spoken an English word. The first washed my hair halfway dry at the bottom, then informed me that my hair is ‘vey dry and fallen’. When she started the cut, things have fallen out of her hands then looked scared to cut my hair, she called the colleague to help out. (I thought, lucky me.) The 2nd must have been upset as she combed my hair so wrigously I had to ask her to stop. It wasn’t Nela, who cut my hair just to add. Never ever