Now before I go any further, First I would like to let you know that this blog post is completely off topic from hair. Second, let's define the word Egotistical. It means excessively conceited or absorbed in oneself. Now that we've got that out of the way... let me vent.
You see... since I've started this whole journey to becoming a Hairstylist and wanting to own my own business, it's been somewhat hard to find people who genuinely want to help. People that want to see everyone do better in life. I'm not asking for any hand outs or asking for free services. Maybe more so of a friendly hand that would say... No Gigi... don't go that way... Go this way. (If that makes sense)
Nevertheless, I've managed to find my way to where I want to be. Every now and then along the way, I've hit a bump in the road that lead me to seek out some sort of help. Unfortunately this latest road led to an egotistical male that felt the need to make it known that he had a service I needed... and I had what he wanted. Let me explain....
Good help is hard to find.
So much is happening so fast and I'm just thrilled that I can finally say that I'm a business owner. I've worked hard to obtain that title. I'm pretty sure I'm not the first to say that being a business owner is not easy... but I will say the end result is indeed rewarding. I'm always coming up with new ideas and things to make my business better.(Google and I have become best friends! Lol) But sometimes Google doesn't have all the answers.
Recently I came across a situation where I wanted to purchase equipment for my business. But I had a vision and the vision included specific equipment. So I knew exactly what I was looking for. Now the hard part was just finding it. I asked around. No luck. I went on amazon and even Craigslist. No luck there either. So now I'm back at square one with my BFF Google.
There it is! Exactly what I'm looking for! After hours of wording and rewording... I found it on Google! And it's located in Atlanta! Not far from my business! God was showing favor on me that day! I called the number listed. After two rings... a man answered. I greeted him and explained that I was a business owner and that he had equipment in his warehouse that I'd been searching for. I gave him the serial numbers for the items I was looking at online and he began to search in his database. At this point the excitement that's running thru my body is uncontrollable. I'm grinning from ear to ear. But it's ok... I'm on the phone...this man can't see me. Oh so I thought. Smh
Exchange of "The Goods...."
For a second I think I started to daydream because the guy's voice seemed far away. Then I heard it clearer... "Ms. Genevia...are you still there?" Yes! I'm here! "Ok! Great! So we do have the items you want... but we usually recommend you come down and look at the items before we charge you a delivery fee and then you later decide it's not what you want." Ok....that seemed fair. So I hopped in the car, and got on my merry little way to the warehouse.
"Pull up to scene with my ceiling missing"... lol Just kidding. (My sunroof doesn't even work on my car... let alone the "ceiling being missing"... lol) Ok... so I pull up to the warehouse and there's an attractive guy standing outside smoking a cigarette. I get out the car and he quickly puts out the cigarette and goes inside the warehouse and I follow. He leads me to a service desk and tells me to take a seat. "It's always nice to be able to put a face to a voice Ms. Genevia." I agree I said. So he picks up the phone and calls someone who was gonna bring the items in plain sight for me to see to determine if I wanted them to load it up or not. The equipment arrives and I'm in Love! It's exactly what I envisioned and it looked just as I saw it online! Where do I sign up and how quickly can you deliver it I asked.
"Well Ms. Genevia to determine the delivery fee... we need the address of the business. We charge by the mile." Ok no problem. I gave him the business address with no hesitation. What came next truly blind sided me.
"Well if you wanna meet up later you won't have to worry about the delivery fee..." he said.
"I'm just saying... that's money you can save and put towards something else for your business. Understand?"
No sir. I don't understand.
"I'm trying to help you out."
How are you helping me out? You're not delivering these items for free. You want my body in exchange for a delivery fee. Doesn't sound like help at all. Sounds more like you're trying to help yourself.
"I'm talking about going out and getting to know each other for the evening. That's not gonna cost you anything.
How do you figure it's not gonna cost me anything? For me to give my body in exchange for a service and have to deal with my conscience afterwards is gonna cost me a lot. I never said nor did I indicate to you that I didn't have the means or money to pay your delivery fee so why make such an offer?
"Alright. Whatever. Either you want the stuff or you don't Ms. Genevia... I was trying to help you out. I've helped other people in the past. There's never been a problem..."
Well sorry to ruin your string of good luck but I don't need or want your help. Oh... and you can keep the furniture. I will find it somewhere else.
As I walked out of the warehouse, this useless man began to yell out how "I needed some Dick in my life" and that's why there's no more good men left cause we (meaning women) can't tell when someone is just trying to help us out. Never told him I needed help. Just said I needed the furniture. I guess he figured since he was attractive that he was making me an offer I couldn't possibly refuse. Smh
If you're in the Atlanta area and looking for equipment for your salon space... stay away from Fulton Industial Blvd. I don't think that's the kind of help you want.
Until next time,