Hair Cut!!!

Well following me mate Naho! I thought it’s about time for me as well to get a hair cut. After about three months of being double minded about it I finally went the "Modern Saloon" on UN drive. Unsure of what to expect and little scared I entered to the Saloon to find out nobody there. Waited half a minute and was quite double minded, the man appeared from somewhere with a smile suggesting “too late pal, I am here and you are in for it”.

Against my will he dragged me to the area to wash my hair. Half willingly I sat on half wooden half aluminium chair and he shoved my neck in the slot of especially made hair wash basin. Well so far so good, I thought not bad eh! And I got a wake up call with ice cold water. Well I am not a hot water person, but when it comes to only hair was, get cold water not a great thing. Anyway, so my “hair stylist” started shampooing, with combination of cold water and mint shampoo affect my distracted mind started to get numb. Not after along, the cold water turned into hot boiling water, initially I thought that it is cold water giving mixed signals, but when I say stream coming out of my head, I know for a fact that my head is on fire.

After phase 1, towel was put on my head, which actually covered my face as well, I was taken to another chair, thought it may be electric chair but when towel was removed after through, I would say rubbing I could see its an hair dresser chair.

Without my glasses I could hard see thing, so I could actually see nothing just a blur picture of me sitting helpless covered in off-white piece of cloth. Than hear a voice from distance, in almost English language with Lebanese accent “how do I want it done”. I said “not to short, just give it a little shape”. And that was the mistake, he thought “short without shape”.

After that I could hear nothing but the crunching sound scissor. My blurry vision was also seeing huge chunks of hair falling. I was giving it a benefit of doubt that may be it’s not what I am seeing. I was so much deep in my thought that time went by and suddenly the sound of trimmer brought me back and than finally I heard “done”. So I put my glasses on and saw a different person with unexpectedly shorter hair and shape I never had in my life. With my eyes popped out I paid the guys and in state of denial I came back to guest house. I took me an half an hour exercise and long shower to except that it is done and nothing can be done now. And I am telling myself it not that bad, not that bad!!!! Hmmmm…… (screw that s*n of b*t*h)