“For beauty I am not a star,
There are others more perfect by far,
But my face I don’t mind it,
For I am behind it,
It is those in front that I jar”
I have an Aunty, Ok a lady, that cuts my hair. She’s not related, but she could be in future if that’s what it takes to get lifelong buzz cuts for free!
She cuts my hair for free (which I like), but she lives in a different city and we don’t see her regularly (which I don’t like).
As a result I sometimes go a long time between haircuts and my do gets awful wild and woolly!
There are a few solutions that I have considered.
I could occasionally pay a barber.
I could find a local that could also do it for free (entirely unsuccessfully so far).
I could change my hairstyle so that I could hold out for longer between trims. Options include: shaving my head or grow my hair long enough to tie it back.
Ideally, I’d like my girlfriend to cut my hair. I see her everyday and I think she would do a
brilliant, great, really good, okay…job. She’s worried that her clumsiness gene might decide to randomly express. Truthfully, I am a little worried about that happening as well because I’ll be the one walking around with divots in the side of my face.
I’ve told her I could deal with it though, but sort of didn’t tell her how in case she got mad
My plan is to say to people ‘yeah I have a bad haircut, but dude, I’m sleeping with my stylist!’. I’m sure word would get back to Ms Simple eventually. Hopefully, she won’t do anything rash before figuring it out. Frankly it would be pretty hard to stray anyway with massive tufts of hair missing from the top, side and back of my head.
The way I see it a bad haircut is a temporary suffering. If that’s a big deal in my life then my life is superficial and hollow. Go deeper young man!
Second, she’s learning a skill and over time, like any other skill, she will become very good at it.
Third we’re saving a wad of money when you consider the lifetime costs of maintaining a do (+$20,000 not counting inflation).
Four I currently own a hat.
Lastly, I can deal with being confused with a cancer survivor It would be humbling. It puts a bad haircut squarely in perspective.
Why should I care if my really bad haircut gives people a laugh at my expense? After all like Woodrow said at the top I’m not the one who has to look at it!