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I look like an accountant

I went to an oldschool male barber yesterday. He cut my hair. We chatted about how the guy ahead of me was an idiot for never buying a house back in the forties. He used a straight razor to clear up the edges. And he did the left side part. Yep, I had my hair parted and combed to the right. I haven’t had that since grade school. To top it all off my new electric facial hair trimmer says the number two but what it really means is two days of not bothering to shave length of growth instead the more universalish number two cutter length.

The funny thing is, barely anyone at work noticed. I wonder if it had anything to do with my bright as the sun yellow shirt that I was wearing. I got comments about that.