These are complaints about my manager, who we will call Charles. I work at a small salon that he owns (he owns two) and he started off super nice, if not a little creepy and moody.Charles and the Attack on My Hair:
Tl;dr- I'm insulted and almost fired because I got a different stylist to cut my hair and wouldn't let him pressure me to change.
I have a black undercut, I have had a black undercut for about a year. The way my hair grows makes it super annoying to have the shaved side longer than about a quarter inch. When I started I needed a hair cut badly, so Charles said he would do it, I explained the way I liked my side kept and he told me that I was being too controlling and he wouldn't cut my hair at all if I told him what to do. So I let him do his thing and it looked like shit. I booked in over and over with him to get it recut and dyed but my appointment was deleted every time. So last week I booked in with one of our female stylists.
When I got there Charles came over and asked what I was doing, I said I was just touching up what I currently had, he told me to do something else. I thought he was joking so I said "Haha only if she'll dye my bangs pink". Later on he came back and sent my stylist away. He told me I was being too rigid and wasn't willing to change because I didn't want to tint my hair green and change my style (what he wanted), he told me I was standoffish and was bad for business.
So I get everything done the way I want and I go to leave. As I pass him he says, "Oh... it's so short." I ignored it and walked to the front. He leaves his fucking client and follows me up and then proceeds to tell me in front of three other employees and a client that my hair cut is "not allowed" and that "we don't do that here" and then proceeds to list off a bunch of arbitrary shit I'm not allowed to do with my appearance because it's apparently the dress code for reception. A dress code that neither I nor the other long time receptionist had ever been informed of. It's hair. It'll grow back.
He told my hairstylist that he hired me for my aesthetic and that he didn't even want me working there if I looked the way I do.then proceeded to treat me like garbage for the rest of the week and yell at me for every little thing whether or not I had done it.Charles the Creeper:
My roommate works across the street from me as a graphic designer and also does freelance work. Charles wanted to hire her to do some work for him and every time they meet he acts super creepy towards her. She told me that they were talking business and he went off on a tangent about his girlfriend Angela, who also works with us, about how sexy she is and how she's such a freak in bed. Then he says to my roommate "oh I know you're a freak in bed too
". He always goes on to me about how she's so innocent and naive and how he's corrupting her innocent mind. Sorry dude, you aren't. He also asks me super creepy sexual questions a lot and hits on me, he knows I have a boyfriend but still finds a way to imply that I want him and that I sleep around with my guy friends and that's why I have so many (5... I have 5.)
Tbh I want to quit but it's such a chill job and I make okay money. Plus I've had so many jobs that I've hit the point of diminishing return. Maybe when I go back to school I can go back to Starbucks or something.