I rarely sharpen anymore due to my schedule and arthritis, but there are a limited number of salons that insist that I am their only sharpener. So I charge $30 per shear with no quantity discounts.
Today I am eager to sharpen for one of these accounts and put into effect the things I learned at the week-end
sharpeners Jam. It is pouring rain and as usual I get lost which I always do going to that salon. So I travel down familiar roads which turn out to be wrong roads. Eventually I back track and find I was on BriarLake and not BriarCliff and find the small shop. I park in the alley in the back because it is closer to the door. The salon is packed, busy and hopping. There are 9 stations in this booth rental shop with only one station not occupied. The owner greets me and helps me clear off this spare station loaded with Avon orders, purses, product and usual salon debris.
I set up my machine using the positioning proposed by Johnny Cash of Tallahassee. It has become my position of choice since the clamp and shear rests on the arm, yet I can clearly see the bur as it pops up. I try setting up my station like Jay Hunter, neat and organized with all my tools set out before I need them. Everything is set up in about 3 minutes and I’m ready for my first shear.
Ted, the only male stylist in the shop … in fact the only male in the shop, hands me his shear. Ted is new. He surprises me when he gives me a swivel thumb Vortex. It surprises me because I know it’s the most expensive shear in the shop except the ones in my case. I am surprised because he has never seen me and gives me his expensive shear. But, I am even more surprised because 2 days ago David Trissel of Virginia, Jay Hunter and I had a thorough discussion of this same shear. David was concerned about sharpening the white Teflon ride on this shear. Jay said he always hangs the ride off the stone when doing the inside hone, I said I always place it on the ride. David had heard that working the Teflon area could embed tiny pieces of metal in the ride causing noise. He also said the Teflon needed to be higher than the metal to work correctly. The first observation seemed reasonable and could be solved by using a clean waterstone. The second observation did not seem reasonable since I had sharpened shears with the Teflon popped out, and the shears still functioned.
So, now confronted by this same brand of shear with a Teflon ride I use a clean hone, which I might not have one week prior. I also lay it on the hone and lift it off in the method Jim Turner had demonstrated at the Jam.
I wash off my micron pads before sharpening like Frank Davis’ suggestion. I did notice a better shine. I sharpen at a 40 degree angle in my usual manner. (I used 40 degrees since the shears were severely nicked and I assumed by observation that Ted rarely did slide cutting… he was doing a roller set.) After sharpening I now test them in a different way from a week prior… I use very wet toilet paper. Horrors! I would have died rather than test a shear like that seven days ago, but David Trissel two days earlier was using toilet paper (cheap Cosco brand) and wet it thoroughly. I wanted to prove his method was inferior but in a comparison test, his toilet paper caught some flaws that passed my wet single ply Puff. So I have adapted and changed.
I continue sharpening and set out my shear tray and select shears for the stylists to try based on what they are currently cutting with. I am actually taking my time sharpening the shears so that there is plenty of time for them to test the shears. I chat with a stylist’s ten year old daughter who is watching me and tells me she wants to work in a hospital when she grows up. I say doctors need their tools sharpened, too and that sharpeners work in hospitals. She is interested in what I am doing now.
Another stylist drops by and I hear about her frustration with her son-in-law. In the conversation I accidently sharpen a convex edge and put on a bur at 30 degrees (the setting from the last bevel edge Tondeo scissors). I knock off the bur and redo the ride on that blade and resharpen at 40 degrees. I finish up the shears and they cut perfectly. I can not tell the blade I made the mistake on.
I take back a Kuroto shear. (I’ve never seen this brand anywhere else. It’s marked “Japan”. The stylist has been cutting with the
Disco and the
Promaster. Everytime I’ve been in I’ve tried to sell her a pair of shears because I have been sharpening these same Kuroto shears for 14 years. She says, “I haven’t bought a new pair of shears in 20 years, maybe it’s time.”
I agree, “You deserve it,” I say.
She tells me she has just turned 65 and now has Medicare. She wants to spend the money the would normally pay for her health insurance. “How much?” she asks.
I tell her the Disco is $119 and the ProMaster $199 fully expecting her to pick the Disco. “Why does the Promaster cost more?”
“Better steel, better workmanship. They are made in Taiwan, not China.” She buys the ProMaster.
I finish sharpening. One shear is a Diane shear for the stylist at the station next to where I am working. I would have been surprised if the shear cost more than $25 and I am sharpening it for $30. I apologize for the price. “I can’t charge differing prices, but I feel bad charging you $30 for this. You really need to upgrade your shear.”
“Yes, I have had these since beauty school but I can’t buy without talking to my husband.” She pay me $35.
“That’s too much.”
“No, the $5 is a tip.” It is my only tip that day.
I explain handle styles and hand positioning and help her in a selection in case shear purchases later. Meantime the Kuroto stylist walks over and peruses my tray of shears. “I think I might need a thinner, too.”
“The second shear is half price,“ I reply.
“Sold,” she says.
I’m caught up on my sharpening and the shop owner is ready to give me her shears. She has 2 thinners, a Tondeo, a Dovo, a Prism and a
Kaleidoscope. All but one thinner and the Tondeo she has purchased in the past from me. I test them all first and decide two do not need sharpening.
She likes the rainbow color shears and selects a blue Disco from my case. After I sharpen she says, “I think I’m ready for another pair. These cut nice and they are pretty.” I add them to her receipt. As I am leaving she asks what the other stylist bought.
“She bought two shears, a ProMaster and a thinner.”
“She bought two?” she asked surprised.
“The second is half price.”
“Why didn’t you tell me? I want to save money, too. What thinner did she buy?”
I showed her and she bought it. I then set up an appointment for February. This was a suggestion from Jay that I would not have done last week. They are excited to get an appointment card because they prebook all their appointments.
I briefly think about putting my head into the spa and nail area to see if anyone needs sharpening but decide against it. It’s 2PM and I’ve been there since 10:30. I walk out in the rain to my car with over $600 in my wallet.
Last adventure is getting out of the alley. It seems I’m blocked in. I get so frustrated I call Gene to come rescue me but as I find out later he has forgotten his cell phone. I suck it up and decide I’m a big girl and slowly, carefully in the pouring rain back out with my rear wipers working frantically.
Mystie is happy with my receipts each marking the name of each shear sharpened and the angle.
