Naturally, our rendezvous point would be at the tau Huey stall at prinsep because why should I be the one giving in all the damned time?! (This was decided by us after the great quarrel of 2024′) I was to seek shelter at the local YMCA near prinsep. For lodging, Aubrey (Plaza, my wife.) would go beg the good folk at AWARE for a bed at one of the board members’ homes.
That was to be our primary source of sustenance.
#Boardwalk empire haircut free#
We would go around town stealing the free samples that they give out at supermarkets.
Free from her reign, I fantasized about going on Bonnie and Clyde like adventures with my future spouse. I was thinking of all the things in life that I had yet to accomplish. I was released from my ten-minute stint as a follicle specialized sex slave. (hair cutting experience you dirty bastards.) I’m just a customer, and she probably has years of experience in that pair of hands. I mean, how would you go about a situation like that? Ask her what she was doing? No. While I was trying to suss out this woman’s end game here with the blurry silhouette as my best guide, I whipped out my phone and started using it under the cloak thingy that shields you from the excess hair that was once part of me.įinally, I thought, she got the hint. I’m a bespectacled fella, so do note that during this entire experience, I was not wearing my glasses, as is the basic procedure for all bespectacled people when they go for haircuts. She seemed to wake up from a trance and grabbed some hair product. It was starting to become apparent that she was just staring at my hair. You know how hairdressers grab a bunch of your hair and hold it in place with their index finger and middle finger before snipping off some hair? Well, this lady did that, sans the scissor work. This hairdresser almost made it into an erotic affair. I mean, I take good care of my hair to make sure it is soft and manageable, I’ve received compliments on the quality of my locks more than once. It might seem like I am taking things out of context. I might even go as far as to say that it was borderline sexual harassment. Now, it’s a nice gesture if you spray a little water and straighten out the edges for a customer after a haircut, But to do it for ten minutes is just plain weird. However, after I was done, the hairdresser still kept me in the chair, as she tried to style my hair for about ten minutes. True enough, it was, and the trimming was done under ten minutes. I don’t have that much hair in the first place, so it was meant to be a simple snip job.
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