that's the poooooower of love.
Well I finally got my yearly haircut today.
It feels great.
I go from one extreme to the other and whoever happens to be doing the cutting ALWAYS has to make some sort of comment. Last time it was "boy we should charge you by the pound!"
today it was "man, you could have robbed a bank before you came here!" because nobody would recognize me. Get it guys!? hahahahah that's RICH, isn't it!?
I also get the 'whoa, are you sure?" when I tell them to take it all the fuck off.
It also occurred to me that some guy standing over you telling you that you have really healthy hair while you watch pieces of it go flying like in some cartoon is pretty bizarre.
On the plus side, this guy shut the fuck up after that and just did his job. Hair dresser banter pisses me off.
It feels great.
I go from one extreme to the other and whoever happens to be doing the cutting ALWAYS has to make some sort of comment. Last time it was "boy we should charge you by the pound!"
today it was "man, you could have robbed a bank before you came here!" because nobody would recognize me. Get it guys!? hahahahah that's RICH, isn't it!?
I also get the 'whoa, are you sure?" when I tell them to take it all the fuck off.
It also occurred to me that some guy standing over you telling you that you have really healthy hair while you watch pieces of it go flying like in some cartoon is pretty bizarre.
On the plus side, this guy shut the fuck up after that and just did his job. Hair dresser banter pisses me off.