Well, it’s official, my hair has been cut. It’s disappointing since I was hoping to go as Shaggy for Halloween and was well on my stylish way. That’s no biggy though, I can wear a wig; but what’s really disappointing was how non-eventful the event was.
My first haircut was a real to-do. I had a pretty lady working her magic, the cameras were all around and everyone was so thrilled to see me get my hair cut for the first time. It was really exciting all around, even though we didn’t get a discount.
My second snip session was half as exciting. The fanfare was mostly gone, and they kind of suspected I’d seen the inside of a salon before. The feeling I had and the feeling I shared with all in attendance was best summarized by the poignant mocklamation of Lisa Simpson, “Meh.”
My latest clip hootenanny was less hoot and more nanny. No press and no hype, just mirrors, shears and a hairy bib. Have I lost my touch?
It started and it ended just like that and BAM, it was over. I got a lollipop I didn’t eat and wandered back out into the world as a shorter-haired man. That was it and nothing more.
Maybe this is my last article about getting a haircut, I don’t know. I’m warned this article will never top the “most-read” list on Perplexing Times. And, I must concede it is pretty dull. I’m okay to let the masses speak, I suppose. Guess I can look forward to covering Dominic’s first haircut instead. Frustrating though, the guy’s got like almost no hair.