haircut

i got a haircut today. i don't really like haircuts that much because i never know where to go. as a kid i never had a barbershop my parents would always take me to. my mom cut my hair for a long time. i've been going to master cuts recently because i got one of those cards that gives me a discount if i get 10 haircuts there. i'm at like two right now and i feel so pathetic asking them to stamp it at the end because it seems so far away, and it's only for 10 dollars off, not even a whole free haircut. doesn't even seem worth the effort to take it out of my wallet 10 times.

if it were worth one free haircut i would be so anxious the whole time during my free one. we would walk to the counter and i would bust out my card, much like seinfeld in that old american express commercial where he tries to top off his gas so it hits exactly 20 dollars. lights would shine and angels would sing. i'd say "excuse me, but i believe this one is on you guys!" and then i'd have to tip the lady anyway.

anyway, onto the origin of this post. today at hair cuttery i had this girl who was cool, and we were talking the whole time. probably the second best haircut convo i've ever had. (number one occurred back in april up at school, hot girl, good laughs, sparks flew, emotions ran high, she actually looked at me man, tractor beam, sucked me right in)

but today this girl was more concerned with talking than actually cutting my hair. and the most awkward thing about haircut convos is the mirror in front of you. she would stop cutting and stand literally directly to my right, and look at the mirror to talk to me. so instead of looking at each other, we were communicating through the mirror. and it's extra weird because you have to look at yourself at the same time. it's like watching yourself on TV and seeing how uncool you really are when you talk to girls.

and then walking out after the haircut is always odd. i always wonder if people are staring at my hair. and i wanna just violently rub my head to get all the loose hairs out, but i wait until i'm far enough away so the girl won't see me. is that insulting to them? seems like it could be. i'm just too damn nice.