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No?
Well, I do.
So you head off up the high street or wherever, probably after washing your hair. Now if you're like me and you use wax/gel on your hair, then you may notice that you look like a twonk when you've just washed it. Mine became so long that I had to go up the high street today showing off a blatent mullet.
So I wait in a queue (sp?) for half an hour or so, and then the woman shouts "NEXT!" So you sit there, and tell her what you want.
"Well erm...I'd like a four sides and back, I want the top trimmed with scissors and at the front I want, like a, quiff sort of thingy."
Now, this is where it gets bad. You have two choices.
A) Start a conversation with them.
B) Stay silent and let them do their job.
Now, I find either of these hideously embarrasing usually. If you start a conversation, then half the time they don't want to talk and end up giving you funny looks or one-word answers. If you stay silent though they may think you're rude or just plain stupid. If THEY start a conversation then it's usually okay, but I'm crap with new people so I probably sound like a total ponce.
Itchy nose. They put these massive capes over you, and you get an itchy nose. If you scratch it then it means you have to move, which could be dangerous, or it could annoy the hairdresser. The same if you have a runny nose, but if you leave it it's even worse.
Now, I have sensitive eyes. They'll water at every bloody opportunity. So a hair falls into my eye, and it begins to water. If they're trimming your fringe then quite a lot of hair could go in your eyes, so both start watering. The hairdresser might think you're crying. Humiliating.
However, I have nothing against people who work there and I have to say they do a pretty good job. I just hate the process.
I don't expect any of you to agree with me though, as it's my fault I feel this way. If I waltzed in there confidently, chatted up the hairdresser (as long as it were a lady), and rubbed my eyes and scratched my nose whenever I wanted to, then I'd be fine. But I think too much, so I end up going through hell.
Ah well, at least I won't have to do it again for a couple of months now, not until it's long enough to be a dead ferret, and for the quiff to be turned into a side-parting.
*rubs eye*
*eye starts watering*
Give to girlfriend/mate/relative
"Nyeeeeeaaaaaaaooooooow"
Job's a good'un.
You can do it at home with no worries about anything.
Itch all you want, runny eye all you want.
Hell, make your hand vibrate so the cape-thing goes up and down quick in the Barber's, watch them try to pretend to ignore it.
> Incidentally, does anyone else think Veron resembles a pirate?
Nah. Dr. Neo Cortex.
http://www.football365.com/Fun_Games /Lookalike/story_29611.shtml
(Remove space)
(You wouldn't catch me doing that, mind)
Incidentally, does anyone else think Veron resembles a pirate? Every time he's on the telly the common room erupts into a chorus of "Shiver me timbers!" and "Arrrr!".
Which is perfectly normal, isn't it?
> You have a number 1 and pay someone else to do it?
>
> I just bought clippers for £25 in Argos and so my own, once
> every 5/6 weeks. Saves a bloody fortune in the long run!
I jus love those electro-clippers. My dear mother got some so I shaved everything that came to hand, including the dog. Poor pup, he shivers a lot now.
> I just bought clippers for £25 in Argos and so my own, once
> every 5/6 weeks. Saves a bloody fortune in the long run!
DO my own, not SO it!
Number 2 - buzz buzz, zip zip, done.
I just bought clippers for £25 in Argos and so my own, once every 5/6 weeks. Saves a bloody fortune in the long run!