Haircut Contest

Yesterday I went and got my hair cut (really short) for the first time in two or three months. I didn’t get it cut because the last haircut I got was so bad, I figured I’d better let it grow out for a while.

I went back to Ray Daniels salon, where I’ve been before, and where I once had a really good hair cut, but by the time I went back, that guy had gone somewhere else.

So I tried a variety of different haircutters at Ray Daniels – not liking any of them too much, but they weren’t absolutely putrid – just basic, I figured I could get the same thing at First Choice, and so I went to a bunch of different spots.

Yesterday, I had Sayed do my hair. And I think Sayed thinks that he’s Edward Scissorhands, because he kept doing this thing with the scissors and a comb that was like, ‘comb, snip snip snip, comb, snip snip snip’, really fast – maybe he likes the sound that the scissors make, I dunno.

I was about to ask him if there was a contest or something going on where he needed to be the world’s fastest hair cutter. I let it go and let him cut.

As he came around the side where I could see him cutting the front, I could see that the scissors were nowhere near the hair. So he was doing this ‘comb, snip snip snip, comb, snip snip snip’ in the air. I almost burst out laughing (except that I was going to be paying for a haircut).

At that point I almost said to him, “ya know, the scissors are in the air – they’re not even near the hair”, but, instead, I let it go again. You know me… I’m such a people person.

At the end of it all, he’d managed to cut my hair – and pretty much the way it was in the picture I showed him, so I didn’t say anything about his ridiculous hair cutting technique.

I told him that it was the best haircut I’d had in about six months – which is true, but that doesn’t say much. The haircut is ok, nothing special, and certainly nothing like I used to get before my ‘great’ hair stylist disappeared or retired, or WrTF he went. Oh, Paul, where are you?

If I go back to this guy, I’m going to ask him whether or not he can just cut my hair normally, without all the theatrics (once again, my people skills eeking through here), because I don’t want another Scissorhands performance. As a matter of fact, he would have been done in half the time had the scissors actually made it near the hair.

Anyway, I’m groomed at the moment.