I’ve been meaning to pay a visit to my barber/stylist for about a month now but either haven’t had the time or I was just too lazy.
Last night, while enjoying a few beers watching the Bruins/Flyers game I looked in the mirror, saw this rat’s nest on my head and simply had enough. I borrowed my roommates hair clippers, put on attachment #4(Thank god my lucky number isn’t #1) and ‘went to town’.
The moment I saw this huge clump of hair fall to the floor with an almost audible thud I thought, “Holy Shit! What the HELL am I doing?!?!” I knew there was no turning back so I just kept going until I no longer heard the now familiar sound of my hair being cut down like an Amazon rain forest.
My hair has never been this short in my entire life. In fact, I think I was born with longer hair than I have right now. I look just like my father does in those old Black & White photo’s from 1963 when he was a Marine fighter pilot(F-8’s, in case your curious).
Maybe it was the hangover, but I woke up with a small sense of accomplishment. I’ve thought about buzzing my head in the past but never thought I’d actually go through with it. So now, I just saved $14 on a haircut, I have this feeling of accomplishment, and the Bruins beat the Flyer’s 4-2. For the moment, life is good. Now if I just get that raise I requested last week…
Well, not ALL the time…only every month or two. And not usually drunk, but I typically have a few beers in me. Nothing simpler than just mowing your head when it needs it. Saves money, and time in the shower too. And you can dry it off with just a towel.
I think I should clarify. I wasn’t actually drunk. I just thought it made the thread title sound better. I had three Sam Adams(If that don’t make me a redneck…) and I think it was just enough to relax me enough to go through with it. Like I said, I’ve been thinking about doing it for sometime and I’m glad I finally went through with it.
I "cut’ my hair about once a month with the #6 all over, #4 on the sides, #2 in the back. Short hair is the way to go. Rarely need shampoo, I’ve saved something like $200 on barbers in the last year, saves time in the shower, and especially in the morning – I just roll out of bed, brush my teeth and I’m good to go.
Last time I had a professional cut was just before my wedding…five years ago. You get better as time goes on, and as you get more attachments. Soon you can recognize the contours of your noggin, and it gets easier and easier. The blend things work pretty well too.
I have done this while completely out of my gourd drunk also.
That just happens to be the time when my hair will really irritate me to the point of action.
I do a better job cutting my hair than any ditzy mall stylist will ever do. My brother is an Attorney, J.Crew/Polo shopping brandplate. And guess who’s cutting his hair these days?
I’m just the opposite, I never cut my hair, well, only once every three years or so. It’s for a good cause, though, I donate the hair to Locks of Love, so not only do I save the monthly barber costs, most stylists that work with the charity do the cut for free as well. Shampoo and conditioner OTOH…
A few years back a buddy and I got drunk, he decided that he wanted a crewcut. I got an old pair of clippers out, did most crewcut but left a mohawk (amazingly, for my drunken condition, the stripe was straight). Needless to say, his wife was less than amused. Does that count?
While living with two other guys training for Officers Candidate School for the Marines, we trained hard and went to summer school almost every day. Wednesday night was our party night, for some reason. We’d swig several beers (we had a leftover keg for like two weeks), sit on the back porch, and give each other crappy haircuts. Reverse Mohawks (Skunk Stripe), choppy, ragged edges over the ears, cut one half of the head but not the other, then we’d go out to bars and act like nothing was wrong. We spent Thursday morning hung over and fixing the haircuts.
I once got drunk and cut my boyfriend’s hair. Does that count?
He had really long (middle of his back, no bangs) hair, and he decided he wanted bangs. I used really big paper-cutting scissors. After the first cut, I realized I had totally screwed the pup. I fell on the floor giggling, which didn’t really inspire confidence, so he finished the nasty job himself. I had cut about half-way across his forehead, crooked, and way too short.
Haven’t cut my own hair before, but I’ve drunkenly surrendered to the (drunk) girlfriend of one of my friends. Errr, surrendered to her # 2 hair clippers that is.
We had… mixed results. My hair was a fairly uneven length around the sides and back. My sideburns were hopelessly asymmetrical. Plus I had this small stubborn quiff which stuck straight up, in defiance of the censensus struck by the rest of my hair.
I haven’t stepped foot in a hair salon for at least 4 years. I’ve gone from cutting my hair when it was elbow-length, to grabbing a razor and shaving my head G.I Jane style.
My girlfriend has threatened bodily harm if I shave my head again, so I’m attempting to grow it out. It’s hard to resist.
Oh, and I’m a girl. Just thought I would clarify that.
