I got my hair cut by a maniac just now at one of those cheapo places similar to Just Cuts. I think it was called Salon Cuts or something similar.
And I didn't get it cut there becoz I'm cheap (not only becoz I'm cheap) but becoz the last time I paid $150 for a haircut, they gave me a fashionable mullet a la Ashlee Simpson. (yetch)
So I had my hair cut by a nutter of possible Middle Eastern extraction (an incidental note) who told me he loved Korean girls coz they were all hot, clean and he never had to worry abt his 'stuff' (hand gestures towards genitals here). He didn't appear to pay any attention to cutting my hair. Kept saying he felt bloated becoz he'd over-eaten at lunch, blow-dried it in the most haphazard way ever. And yes, it was cheap and I didn't mind him at all but I left uncertain that I shouldn't have gone the $150 fashion mullet a second time.
Fast-forward 1hour later and I've gone home and inspected my hair.
Goddamn it, the guy actually gave me an excellent freaking cut. It looks better than I thought it would, he did exactly what I wanted and still gave it style. It's the right length, the right shape, and some of it falls into my face just like it should.
...Now of course, I"ll have to contend with listening to conversations abt him and his 'stuff' the next time I want something good done.
Doh!
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