according to this blog (which should be considered strictly fact) i get a haircut roughly once every seven or eight months. in fact, i'm only really writing about my current haircut for further documentation of said pattern.
part of the issue is having long hair: for one, you can't have long hair if you keep cutting it. but moreover, no one knows how to properly cut long hair when it's on a male's head. i don't know exactly how things get confusing between cutting long hair off a female scalp and a male's, but there are plenty of gender stigmas that make no sense to me.
it's hard to sit in the barber's chair and explain, "i'd like it trimmed. i still want it long-- just not as long." without them hearing, "give me a crew-cut."
i had thought about starting a website that helped long haired men find hair salons that felt comfortable cutting such a seemingly rare thing. but realized none of us get haircuts frequently enough for it to really pull any sort of traffic.
and most of us just cut our own hair after discovering it never looked a whole lot worse than the $30 professional version that comes with a lesson on gender roles.
anyway, i cut my hair with a pair of school scissors this past wednesday and directly afterward had two different people tell me they had dreams that i'd cut my hair.
perhaps my follicles are mystical.
oh, and i should probably mention the clothing in the above haircut-picture is what i would've been wearing to work on monday had i not been fired on friday.
if the powder-blue suit failed, i'd planned on a checkered suit with pinstripe pants and a stripey shirt-- i would've just been a human optical illusion. and then my next plan was a full suit worn inside-out. and if none of it worked, i was going to come in perfect business attire for a woman. skirt and all.
had it got to that point and they'd said anything, i would've nailed them in a sexual harassment suit.
secretly, i'm happy i didn't have to go through with most of that.
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