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Haircut
In the 9 months or so since I moved here, my neighborhood barber has gone from warning to gloating.
I live in a mostly Italian, working-class neighborhood. The barber whose shop is around the corner is an older guy with military tattoos. The first few times I went in there, he repeatedly informed me that this was not the kind of haircut you get in a beauty parlor. I hadn't been to a beauty parlor in a few years at this point. I once showed up with slightly damp hair, and got a long lecture on how I should never do that. Hairdressers may work with wet hair, but it's not how you get a proper cut.
A few months ago, I walked in and he cut my hair perfectly without so much as asking what I wanted. After the almost 10 minutes it took him to do it, he smiled and said "a haircut like that would take you an hour at a hairdresser's." Today he did the same thing, and observed that even though this is a very easy haircut to do, beauty parlors can't do it properly. "They get your hair wet, they mess it up with their fingers, and it takes two hours. We used to give haircuts like this to women all the time, after the war." I didn't ask which war, but he says "the war" the way my grandparents do, so I'm guessing WWII.
And my hair looks great. It's properly short again, as opposed to starting to fall in my eyes. And I'm glad I've been able to find someone who doesn't mind cutting it and manages not to make me feel too out of place. The last time I went to a salon, I felt way too butch for the whole thing (walked in to make an appointment that morning, came back in the afternoon, the woman who was supposed to cut my hair looked at it and called for help, someone else came over and said "I'm sorry, when you called on the phone you didn't tell us you had such short hair, can we reschedule you with someone else?", so I walked out).
Today's another telecommuting day. I'm mostly doing research this week, and the haircut delayed my morning enough that it didn't seem worth going into the office. So I'm hanging out on the couch with a cat, and my coffee's almost done. Now to actually get something accomplished...
I live in a mostly Italian, working-class neighborhood. The barber whose shop is around the corner is an older guy with military tattoos. The first few times I went in there, he repeatedly informed me that this was not the kind of haircut you get in a beauty parlor. I hadn't been to a beauty parlor in a few years at this point. I once showed up with slightly damp hair, and got a long lecture on how I should never do that. Hairdressers may work with wet hair, but it's not how you get a proper cut.
A few months ago, I walked in and he cut my hair perfectly without so much as asking what I wanted. After the almost 10 minutes it took him to do it, he smiled and said "a haircut like that would take you an hour at a hairdresser's." Today he did the same thing, and observed that even though this is a very easy haircut to do, beauty parlors can't do it properly. "They get your hair wet, they mess it up with their fingers, and it takes two hours. We used to give haircuts like this to women all the time, after the war." I didn't ask which war, but he says "the war" the way my grandparents do, so I'm guessing WWII.
And my hair looks great. It's properly short again, as opposed to starting to fall in my eyes. And I'm glad I've been able to find someone who doesn't mind cutting it and manages not to make me feel too out of place. The last time I went to a salon, I felt way too butch for the whole thing (walked in to make an appointment that morning, came back in the afternoon, the woman who was supposed to cut my hair looked at it and called for help, someone else came over and said "I'm sorry, when you called on the phone you didn't tell us you had such short hair, can we reschedule you with someone else?", so I walked out).
Today's another telecommuting day. I'm mostly doing research this week, and the haircut delayed my morning enough that it didn't seem worth going into the office. So I'm hanging out on the couch with a cat, and my coffee's almost done. Now to actually get something accomplished...
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hey! i resemble that remark! but i just grow it long and cut it off at the bottom--nothing fancy. even i can do that. i also cut ayana's (long, straight) hair--it doesn't come out dead even, but close enough that she's happy and with me on the scissors it gets cut the exact length that she wanted.
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Sheesh. Time to get me to a motss.con.
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