The new Haircut

The difference between a good haircut and a bad haircut is about two weeks. This is never more true. The last time I had my hair cut was just before my 18th birthday. It is now november and has been 4 months since my last haircut.

So on saturaday I went into town after work to get my hair cut. I first went into the carphone wherehouse. I get a bodyglove for my new phone. I then pop into Boots for some hair wax (the only thing I have not tried yet). I then head to Mike Forbes in town (been my barbers for 5 years).

When I get there the place is empty apart from the barbers. So I get the only woman there (by chance). Now she herself has a realy short hair. I thinck she might be a toyboy (footie shirt as well). Well I say to her I want a short back and sides and about 1 inch on the top.

SO she starts to cut my hair.

Well she is quite dexterous and manages to cutt my hair with a comb and the razor thing. I think it looks OK when she finishes. She shows me the back and it looks great.

So I pay the childs fee (£4.50). Im sure they dont know I am 18. Oh well.

So I am walking around town and now for the first time I see it in a shop window.

Fuck me she has given me a crew cut! It is about 8mm. Not what I asked for but it will grow back. My mam is going to kick off big style.

Now I have a realy short hair cut that I cannot do anything with because it is too short. I normally go for the tousled look or the bed head style now it only looks like action man hair (fuzzy felt).

When I get home my mam kicks off (I am 18 for fucks sake) as guessed. Cral does not help me one bit (ta thanks mate). Anyway she just warns me no shorter. Wow what wonderfull words of wizdom. I could have told her exactly what she was going to say. I still means that it wont grow back any quicker.

Morale: Never get you hair cut by a short haired dyke with a razor they are leathal.