I Hate Hair Cuts
Damn, I hate getting my hair cut. I try to get it cut as infrequent as possible. I hate spending the money, I usually wear a hat anyways, and I just hate the whole experience.
The pain starts right when you walk through the door. Apparently, it's not enough to walk in, ask for a haircut and wait your turn. They require name, address, phone number, blood type. Jeez, I have to give less information to get a damn pizza delivered! Honestly, my doctor doesn't even know that much about me. Really, what in the world do they need all that for? As if knowing my house number helps them give me a better haircut?
Then, you get in the chair. It starts off with a million questions. How long do you want it, what style, how do you part it, etc. What is so hard with just getting a plain old haircut, do we really need the million questions? Yea, I know some people are all fancy, but when you specifically ask for just a plain old fashioned haircut, do we need to start an inquisition. It's ironic when the most complicated thing you can ask for is the simple. Really, why in all the questions they bombard you with at the door, none of them are the style of haircut you want, nor do they enter that into the computer. I guess what kind of cut I like is not as important as the grades I got in elementary.
Then, the conversation starts. Where do you work? If my job was exciting in the least, I would told you already, but it's not, it sucks, just like everyone else's. What are your plans for the weekend. Hey, unless you're asking me out, shut up and cut hair. Do you live around here? Of course not, I drove up from Texas to get my hair cut! Questions, questions, questions. If I wanted to "chat" I'd talk to you, but I don't, so just concentrate on cutting my hair, rather then cutting into my head and drawing blood like you're doing! Ouch damn it! Seriously, I think in all my years, I've only had one haircut from them that didn't end up having to be bandaged.
I hate hair cuts, I really need to get one of those vacuum attachments so I can do it myself. Quick, easy, and no "cosmotologists" to talk too damn much! I miss the good old days of the barber shop. Just men, no girls with freaky hair styles, no 20 questions, just come in, sit down, get your haircut, pay and leave. Simple, nice and easy.
Lest everyone thinks I'm an asshole to the person cutting my hair, I do tip pretty well.
Ok, rant over, I'm feeling better now, at least until my next haircut in 5 months.