communication breakdown

i just came back from the hair salon...my stylist (the chick that cuts my hair) only speaks hungarian and i'm still learning (you can see where this is going). i ask for my usual haircut, longer hair on top and a fade. she understood it as, "i'd like a mullet!" so she begins to cut my hair and i can see her do the fade on the sides and then start on the back, but i don't see her fade it as high as the sides. i'm thinking to myself...she's giving me a mullet. i give her the benefit of the doubt, afterall, she's cut my hair before. so it looks good in the mirror and then she asks if i'd like to wash the hair, i say "yeah, sure!" as she finishes blow drying she asks if it's good, and i ask for the mirror so i can see the back. sure enough, she gave a frickin' euro mullet!!!! bundesliga is what i was told it was called here in hungary (after the german soccer league). i'm like..."hell no!!!!" i tell her (very politely) that isn't what i asked for. she muttered something about a punk hair style...i bite my lip and repeat that i just want her to fade the sides and back. she apologizes and fixes it and says she'll remember the next time i come back. THE NEXT TIME?!?!?! we'll see....