The Hair Talk

As if I haven't already made this clear, I haven't paid someone to cut my hair in something like three or four years.

The streak ends today. I'm going to a saloon to get my hair cut. Part of me's excited since I had my appointment booked for me.

"Hi, I'd like to book an appointment...for my husband."

I wonder what the girls at the saloon are saying about me right now.

Part of me's worried since I'm way out of practice on hair talk. You know that point when they ask you.

"So what are we doing today?"

"Ah, let's cut it down a bit."

"So short or just clean it up?"

"Well shorter but not too short and ya clean it up I guess but maybe leave it sort of jagged or rough looking."

"Ok, so trim it up but leave choppy chic."

"Choppy what?"

It's at this point I reassure myself I know where my clippers are at home.

"You screw this up and I swear, I'll take it all off, and don't worry, I will do it."