i went and got a haircut yesterday.  it was long overdue… and the super-nice weather just compelled me to get a haircut.

i went and waited in line at my local barbershop.  i don’t wait for any particular person to cut my hair, but i do secretly wish that two particular people NOT cut my hair. gratefully, i get to sit in the chair of the one i prefer! she’s an older vietnamese or laotian lady and she is super nice… what’s more, she cuts my hair well.

anywho.  before she gets to clippin’ away, she recalls and verifies what kind of cut i want… and then i proceed to tell her that “one day i’m just gonna shave it all off.”

“what??!!?” she says.
“yeah. i wanna try the clean-shaven look,” i reply.
“don’t do that!” she remarks.
“why not?” i ask, thinking that she’s gonna have some professional hair cutting reason to not go clean.

“you’d look like buddha if you did that,” she tells me.

what do you think?

scary, eh?  and i can’t help but wonder is she took a look at my gut and thought “hmm, he looks like he has a buddha belly.”

nah.

i still may try the clean-shave one day… one day…