The first night was a little nerve-wracking. I usually don't get very nervous about meeting new people and whatnot, but my nerves definitely got a hold of me last night. Only three cosmetology students were enrolled at the time of orientation, so I was already confused on how the class situation was going to be. I mean, a class of only three students? I got to the school with only five minutes to spare because I felt the need to spend too much time with Jonathan before I left since he got home almost three hours later than usual since he has to replace a mechanic for the next week. There were four of us in the waiting area, so we got an extra student! Robyn (one of the receptionist, not the snoot. =P) took us to our classroom and there were seven others in there. So we actually have 11 students. Awesome! Then I find out that they're not new students, they started in May. So I got even more confused about the teaching arrangement. I asked Kimberly, one of the older students who actually worked with one of Jonathan's coworkers for quite a few years, and she tells me that they actually took a different class when they started in May, which is supposed to be the class after this one. So far I'm definitely not digging their scheduling/teaching situation, but we'll see how it all works out.
Class started with covering all the legal mumbo-jumbo required by the state and THREE PAGES on attitude! Poems, book excerpts, definitions, everything attitude. I get it already! Sheesh! That took up most of the night. We have not yet gotten our kits yet, but supposed to tonight. They have started a new rule with the kits too. Used to be that you could take your kits home with you the day/night you got them, but now, they have to stay at the school for 30 days before you can. Supposedly it's because of all the people they have that drop before the 30 days when the school gets their money and then the students are not returning their kits, so they're basically stealing from the school. Kinda crappy, but it is what it is.
There are two men in our class of 11. One is Vietnamese, a little difficult to understand, but super nice and rumor has it, great with hair. The other is a tall black man who seems to be rather quiet. He has two daughters (I think?) and is a single father. The women are hilarious and I love every one of them already. We laughed ALL. NIGHT. LONG. It was really great! I can only imagine some of the conversations we'll have. My instructor is a real hoot too. I think I'm going to enjoy this!
With the remaining time we learned to do pin curls. I'm loving this hands-on stuff!☺It's a crazy process that involves LOADS of hair gel and no slip grip fingertips! I'll definitely post pictures when I get good at it! Tee-hee. Since the school does not have a janitorial staff, we have to use the remainder of our time to clean the building. The men usually take out the trash and clean the restrooms while the women sweep and mop the classrooms and the salon and basically any 'housekeeping'. Not as bad as it sounds. Really.
Thus ended my first night in class.
─Jaclyn─
