Clayton's Beauty Salon

Well, my little job in the neighborhood beauty shop didn't last long at all. Nobody wanted me to fix their hair. Even the owner wasn't all that busy. Then I saw the ad in the newspaper, Clayton's Beauty Salon way out on the south side of town was hiring. Even though I didn't have a car to get out there, I called and responded to the want ad. He practically hired me right over the phone and said he would like to meet me in person, and would like to take me out to see the salon. He asked if we could do that and I said okay. He told me what kind of car he would be driving so I would know it's him before I got in the car. ( If I heard of a young girl doing that now I would be horrified!) It never even occurred to me that this could be dangerous. Times were just different and I was invincible, not to mention naive.

The shop was fairly new and was beautiful. It had a water fountain in the middle with all the booths around it. He hired me and arranged for my transportation. One of the girls that was already working there had a car and she would be picking me up.

So I had a better job in a beautiful new Salon, but I still didn't have any customers. I would get a drop in once in awhile but most of the time I did nothing. Mom told me to stick with it (she knew I had very little patience) She said it would just take time to build up my own customers so I stuck it out.