Yesterday, I went to get my haircut at a salon near my house, and my hairdresser was a girl named Lana. Half her hair was blonde, almost white, and the other half was a dark purple. She had a nose ring, and a tough-as-nails attitude. She threatened to kick me out of the chair when she thought I changed my mind mid-haircut.
She was my favorite hairdresser I have ever been to. Most hairdressers are sticky-sweet, and remind me of the kind of person who tortured me in highschool about not being pretty enough. Lana reminded me of my friend Emily, who is completely awesome, and not the kind of person who chooses friends based on how they look.
At some point during our conversation, Lana told me that you have to stick up for yourself, or people will walk all over you. I totally agree. I am a very laid back person, and don't like to make waves. People walk all over me constantly.
I think I will try to be more assertive. Usually, I just try to be nice so people will like me. But Lana is one of the first persons I've met in Chicago that I wanted to be friends with. Maybe I can learn to be assertive, and still be friendly.