I hate it when my hair gets too long. I have been wanting to get a hair cut for the past couple of weeks and finally decided to get one during my lunch break at work. I headed over to the Supercuts near my house instead of the one closest to work. The last time I went to one closer to work, there was this Vietnamese guy who was obnoxiously gay. I don't have anything against homosexuals but this guy so gay that he made sure that everyone knows about it. But that's a subject for another blog entry. I wanted to avoid this guy not because he was overtly gay but because he has a super thick accent and I can't understand a thing that he says. When I finally figure out what he is saying, he acts like I'm stupid for not knowing in the first place. To add to that, he did a pretty lousy job on the haircut and was kind of violent with me, pushing my head back and forth and left and right.

I get to the Supercuts next to my house and there is no one waiting. The lady at the front desk has me sign in anyway and then the other lady comes to the sign up sheet and calls my name. I was the only customer in the building. Whatever, time to get my haircut.

The young lady that cuts my hair is blond but she's Asian and it's looks very odd. She has bleached blond hair but her eyebrows are dark brown.

She asks me how I want my haircut and I let her know how I like it. Now comes the part that I hate the most about getting my haircut. The person cutting my hair always seems to think that it's necessary to make small talk with me. They ask me what I do for a living and if I'm off work. They start talking about the weather or ask me how my weekend was or talk about some current topic in the news. I am horrible at small talk and I really do not like giving out personal information about myself to complete strangers (unless it's in my blog) so I find the whole thing pretty uncomfortable. To make matters even worse, this girl is rather well endowed in the chest area (She's got big boobs) and she's wearing a low cut shirt. Instead of moving around me to get at different areas of my hair like you would expect, she leans in closer and reaches around placing her cleavage directly in my face. When she doesn't reach around, her boobs rest on my shoulder or back. It almost seems as though she was doing it intentionally. Was this some kind of peep show to go along with the haircut? Did she expect me to give her a bigger tip because her boobs were in my face? I ended up giving her a normal tip of $3 for a $16 haircut but I bet her "technique" probably gets her big tips from most men.