That idiom/phrase can best describe my latest haircut. I had one yesterday, but this time it was at a barber shop (dunno if I can say that since the Salon and Beauty Parlors Association objected to the use of the word 'barber' in a movie title) that has opened up at a walking distance from my home.
My father and I went to this place and found that they charge the same rates as the old place we used to go to. And, the advantage here is that the shop is barely a 2-3 minute walk from home, whereas for the other one was some 3 Kms away.
And in terms of the end-result, I found no big difference. I said medium and still got a close haircut. But the kid who did the cutting was of the firm opinion that since my hair was curly ("உங்க hair ரொம்ப கர்லிங்கா இருக்கு சார்") I needed to keep cutting it close for a while so that it can stop curling so much and I could then start getting better cuts.
Irrespective of whether he actually thought that thing or was just fibbing around, I liked the fact that he was at least trying to sound like he was an expert in the business. In any case, the sheer proximity of this shop has sold itself to me and unless they give me some nasty nicks and cuts while they are at work on my head, this is going to be the shop that is going to be blamed by my admirers for giving me a bad hair cut.
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Sunday, March 01, 2009
Monday, October 29, 2007
At the mercy of a trainee
On Saturday morning, I went in for a haircut.
When I entered the saloon, I was pointed to a chair. I parked myself there and waited for the professional to show up. The guy who showed up with the kit was not someone I have seen there before. He looked young and was clearly a newbie there.
He asked if I wanted a medium or short cut. I obviously opted for the medium one. The guy then started working on my left side.
Within a matter of a few seconds, I found that he had gone a bit too deep there. But it was obviously the point of no return. And worse, it would have to be replicated on the other sides as well.
And the guy was so slow at his job. If he had to do a very refined work, I agree that he would have needed time. All that this guy was doing was cutting all my hair very close. And at a damned slow speed at that.
Finally after some 20 minutes, he was done and let me go. I paid the owner the dues and left without tipping the guy. It was such a bad cut that I myself was feeling bad.
The view was endorsed the minute I set foot at home. My mother's first comment was that if I'd given 10 more rupees, I could have had a full tonsure. The next comment was that if I had done that in Vaitheeswaran Kovil 2 weeks back, I would have at least gained some punniyam.
My father thought it suited me. At the project party, one of my leads commented about the pitfalls of entrusting important work to trainees right away. One other guy said that, its a short hair cut only if the hair stands up like bristles on a brush. Anything that stay parted even for a few minutes, falls under the medium haircut range.
My friends were also very curious about what I'd done to my hair. Even people who don't usually notice that I've had a haircut, came up and asked me the reason for getting a summer cut in the rainy season.
All I can say is that I am as disappointed as every other person who saw me in the past 2 days. Just hope that for your own good, I better get some hair growing quickly.
When I entered the saloon, I was pointed to a chair. I parked myself there and waited for the professional to show up. The guy who showed up with the kit was not someone I have seen there before. He looked young and was clearly a newbie there.
He asked if I wanted a medium or short cut. I obviously opted for the medium one. The guy then started working on my left side.
Within a matter of a few seconds, I found that he had gone a bit too deep there. But it was obviously the point of no return. And worse, it would have to be replicated on the other sides as well.
And the guy was so slow at his job. If he had to do a very refined work, I agree that he would have needed time. All that this guy was doing was cutting all my hair very close. And at a damned slow speed at that.
Finally after some 20 minutes, he was done and let me go. I paid the owner the dues and left without tipping the guy. It was such a bad cut that I myself was feeling bad.
The view was endorsed the minute I set foot at home. My mother's first comment was that if I'd given 10 more rupees, I could have had a full tonsure. The next comment was that if I had done that in Vaitheeswaran Kovil 2 weeks back, I would have at least gained some punniyam.
My father thought it suited me. At the project party, one of my leads commented about the pitfalls of entrusting important work to trainees right away. One other guy said that, its a short hair cut only if the hair stands up like bristles on a brush. Anything that stay parted even for a few minutes, falls under the medium haircut range.
My friends were also very curious about what I'd done to my hair. Even people who don't usually notice that I've had a haircut, came up and asked me the reason for getting a summer cut in the rainy season.
All I can say is that I am as disappointed as every other person who saw me in the past 2 days. Just hope that for your own good, I better get some hair growing quickly.
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Hair cut
I got one yesterday.
And after I reached home, bathed and started combing my hair, I realised something.
At the "saloon", once the cutting of hair is complete, you look in the mirror and feel that the cut you have now got looks good on you.
After you come home and take a shower, you will now see that the cut is good, but not as good as it looked in the saloon.
Then the next day, you will find the cut to be almost different from what you saw at the saloon barely 24 hours ago.
I have been experiencing this for many many years now.
Why does this happen?
And after I reached home, bathed and started combing my hair, I realised something.
At the "saloon", once the cutting of hair is complete, you look in the mirror and feel that the cut you have now got looks good on you.
After you come home and take a shower, you will now see that the cut is good, but not as good as it looked in the saloon.
Then the next day, you will find the cut to be almost different from what you saw at the saloon barely 24 hours ago.
I have been experiencing this for many many years now.
Why does this happen?
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