I have an aunt that prefers to go to Vietnamese hairdressers because they tend to be cheaper than a lot of the white folks. I, on the other hand, am horrified of ever letting Vietnamese people touch my hair. Now, my bad experiences were partly my fault because I didn’t understand how to effectively communicate what kind of cut I wanted. Then there’s the fact that a lot of these ladies (and sometimes men) don’t really care what you want.
I could go out on a limb and use this fear to explain why I duck every time my dad reaches over to ruffle my hair, but I think that’d be too much.
Anyone else have strange phobias that are borderline racist?
And for the record, I’ve gotten bad haircuts from non-Vietnamese folks, too. Thanks to transitionpete for inspiring this pointless blog post.