Monday, September 5, 2011
Cutting Your Own Hair Can Be a Disaster
I don’t know why but I don’t like going to get my hair cut. I put it off and put it off until my hair style is shaggy and all grown out with lots of dry ends due to all my pool time.
One time I was invited to my niece’s baptism and once again I’d put off going to the salon. I thought I would take matters into my own hands. How hard could it be?
My hair was short back then and cutting the bangs wasn’t so bad. The sides came off next, one side was longer than the other so I kept snipping left and right until they were even, sort of, and really, really short.
I remembered how the stylist used the clippers to layer the hair in the back. I felt confident that I could do it myself. I started clipping the back of my head. Bzzz, bzzz, bzzz. The hair fell to the floor and when I looked in the mirror—I had shaved all the hair off the back of my head!
What to do? What to do? I wore a sequined hat to the event thinking no one would notice. Hah! Nothing escapes the eagle eyes of my older sister Cindy. She noticed immediately and wanted to know what had happened.
After hearing my explanation, she shook her head and said, “Only you, Patti, only you.” So I am no longer allowed to cut my own hair—my children forbid it. I’m due for a trim—overdue, actually.
I meant to get it cut last weekend but there was this hurricane…
Have you ever had a self-haircutting disaster? Perhaps you cut someone else’s hair? Please leave me a comment. I’d love to hear from you!