The #2 Fade:


I finally went and got my haircut and beard trimmed this week. It was about time. I don't go to any fancy Salons, I go to the Barbershop here in Beautiful downtown Oakland Beach. Sometime when I have a working digital camera I will upload some pictures of a tour of Oakland Beach.

But, I digress. Now I do normally go to Joe's Barber Shop in Oakland Beach but for this particular haircut, I went to the Supercuts in Seekonk, Mass. You see I was on my lunch break and figured I pop in for a quickie. Luckily no one was there.

I don't know if that was the lady's problem or what, but from the moment I sat down she definitely had attitude toward me and I had said nothing. I told her I wanted the #2 Fade and she went to work. About two snips into it she starting ripping my hair out with the clippers. I flinched a couple of times thinking she had just made a mistake. No she kept up with the torture. So I finally shouted out, "Ow!" She's like, "Oh, was I hurting you?"

"No, I just randomly shout ow for no reason. Yes you are ripping my hair out."

"Well this is what the clippers do."

"I've had many #2 fades before and I've never had my hair pulled out. You either stop ripping my hair or I'm getting up out of this seat and not paying. "

The rest of the haircut went okay. I did not give her a tip. I mean was I wrong not to tip her? I'm sure I was cursed out every which way when I left, but I mean...I think I was justified here.

Anyway, that is my haircut story.