I was on my way to the grocery store when I saw a gorgeous girl standing outside a shop. She saw me staring at her and she signalled to someone. Suddenly, a couple of more ravishing girls came out of that shop and started smiling at me. I went weak in my knees... I had to go in and buy whatever that shop sold.
Holy crap !!!
There was no way I could allow them to cut my hair, my beautiful hair which had taken 8 months to grow this long. But if I did that, I would have to leave the shop immediately which was again not an option.
Me (to my brain): Please please... let her cut my hair.
Brain: Are you serious dude?
Me: Yeah... I will ask her to trim it very slightly. Believe me, it won't make a difference.
Brain: No way dude. There is no way in hell I am allowing you to do that
Meanwhile, one of the girls had come close to me and started taking my coat. The fragrance of her perfume made its journey through my nose and filled my brain.
Brain: Screw the hair dude... go for the haircut.
Me: Thanks man. I knew you would understand !!!
I was in a state of bliss as the girl took me to a chair and asked me to relax. I closed my eyes in anticipation.
After a minute, a strange male voice rang out, "How you want haircut?"
I opened my eyes and saw the ugliest looking Chinese guy I had ever seen with a gigantic pair of scissors in one hand and a comb in the other. I frantically looked around for my pretty angels but they were nowhere to be seen.
"Sorry. No haircut", I started saying looking for a quick way to escape.
He frantically nodded his head, suddenly opened his drawer and took out a machine. Before I could say anything, he had moved his villain machine on one side of my head and I watched in horror as my beautiful long hair fell down.
I saw myself in the mirror and was in a state of shock. One side of my head was almost bald.
"OK?", he asked.
At that moment, I swear I could have murdered him but then I realized that the damage had already been done and there was no point in murdering him. Besides I was looking crazy with one side of my head with 5 mm hair and the other side with 6 inches hair.
"Yes, OK", I replied.
After he finished, I looked into the mirror to see a mentally retarded person who had just escaped from the zoo. Meanwhile he came with another mirror and showed me my head from different angles. I felt like strangling him.
"That will be $20", he said with a very satisfied look.
On my way out, I saw those "pretty angels" pointing at me and laughing. Here are my Before and After photos !
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