Your client just spun around to the mirror, lit up, tipped 25%, and rebooked six weeks out. In that chair, they’d say something glowing about you without thinking twice. They were literally just talking.
Then they walk out, the moment cools, and the next time they think of you is in the car — when there’s no blank Google box in front of them. By the time they’re home, writing a review feels like homework, and your best appointment of the week never gets written down.
Here’s the part that stings: salons live on word of mouth, but the new client searching “balayage near me” or “curly hair specialist” doesn’t hear your regulars rave at brunch. They see your Google profile. Five quiet five-stars that say “great cut” don’t tell them what you’re actually great at.