is the day after I get a haircut.
This is a very serious issue. My students still refer to 2 years ago when I cut off like 6 inches. ("Oh man, do you remember when she cut her hair? I still can't believe she did it." they whisper to each other.)
Now, I'm really cheap, so I refuse to pay for a haircut that has no visible difference. So I always get at least 2 or 3 inches cut off. no big deal?
Oh, but it is. I'm so unconcerned with my appearance that it totally boggles my mind when other people are. I didn't get a crew cut or dye it pink or anything. I just had 3 inches cut off. These are the reactions I expect (as I have learned from past experience):
Gasps.
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE????s.
Hair petting and sighs of remorse.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOs.
I'm most concerned about Arricka, who told me last year when I got a haircut, "I just...I just can't even talk to you right now."
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
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