I went for a hair cut on Saturday. I used to figure that it was time to go for a hair cut when my hair started covering my ears. Now though I go for a hair cut when I feel like it's getting too long to style.
I went to my usual place to get my hair cut in Sunway Pyramid and Princess insisted she tag along.
She was supposed to have lunch with her parents first and then come find me after lunch when I would've almost been done by then. But being Princess, she woke up so late her parents decided to go for lunch without her.
So Princess decided to come with me while I got my hair cut and tarpau'ed sushi for herself.
I'm pretty anti-social when my hair gets cut. I mean the hair stylists are often really nice and they try to strike up conversations with me but I'm always very distracted with my book. I mean if there's one thing I like about getting my hair cut (apart from the head massage when I get my hair washed), it's just having some private time to read my book.
Princess took this picture of me reading while I was getting my hair dyed. By the seriousness of my face, I guess it's obvious I wasn't reading "P.S. I love you" or "Over the rainbow".
I looked as if I was about to pick a fight with the book, throw it to the ground and pounce on it.
Anyway here's the funny thing. In the midst of my haircut I saw a whole family crowd around a seat behind me. On the seat getting his hair cut was a boy probably aged around 13-15. There was a little bit of arguing. The parents of the kid were upset and I overheard the father saying
"Is this what you call professional?"
pointing towards the boy's hair cut.
Being a little busy body I tried to eavesdrop but my Spidey-senses failed me. I couldn't tell what the whole fight was about. I turned to ask Princess but she was too distracted camwhoring.
Fortunately for me, I wasn't the only one interested to know what the fuss was all about, my hair stylist wanted to know too. So I overheard her talking to another staff. Apparently what happened was the boy asked the stylist to give him an "undercut" and when the parents saw it they got really angry.
It wasn't the stylist' fault but heck you can kinda understand why the parents would be angry anyway. It brought back memories for me. I remember back in high school all my friends were going for the "undercut". Something I never caught on but all my friends were crazy about. I didn't know that was still the trend in schools these days.
After a while the dad cooled down a little but the mum was still furious. Here's what the mum decided to do: The mum ordered that the boy's head be shaved.
So the boy went home botak.
I've said it before and I'm going to say it again: Hell hath no fury like a woman's wrath (scorn).