Supercuts, Indeed

I’ve been needing to get a haircut for about 3 weeks now. I really should have gone to my regular place when I was home last month, but I was only there for 2 1/2 days and didn’t want to waste any of the little bit of time home on something like getting my mane shortened.

Now I wish I had.

The schedule has been so tight since arriving in Baton Rouge that I have not had time to get the needed haircut until today, when I worked a half-day. As soon as I left the office I made a beeline to the nearest haircutting establishment to my hotel, which happens to be a Supercuts. I’m not sure that I’ve ever been to a Supercuts, usually opting for Great Clips or Haircuttery near my home. I don’t think I’ll ever be patronizing them again, even if I have to drive several miles to avoid them.

(NOTE: The photo in the upper right hand corner of this blog is about 4 years old and does not accurately reflect my usual hair length these days. It’s usually just over my collar and ears. I just didn’t want anyone thinking I lost ALL that hair in this incident.)

So I get in the chair and tell the woman what I always say when I get a haircut; “I’d like to just have it trimmed up a little so that it just touches the tops of my ears and collar.” I even had to repeat it a moment later because she was called away to the register after I told her the first time and she didn’t remember when she returned.

Then I opened my magazine and started reading.

Big mistake.

Apparently she still didn’t remember even after being told twice because I suddenly had the feeling I was being mauled by a Pit Bull and looked up to see half my head gone. Ok, actually it was my hair, not my head, but it was gone and there was nothing to be done about it but to let her finish or I’d look like a lawnmower ran over half my head. If this was “touching the tops of my ears and collar” then my ears had grown to the top of my head and my collar was sitting in the middle of the back of my head.

Now I have a haircut that looks like the one Mark Harmon sports on “NCIS”…except I’m nowhere near as handsome as he is in order to make up for it.

I’ve had hairstylist friends tell me in the past not to go to Supercuts, but I always thought it was just a professional bias against the chain.

Now I wish I had listened.

Oh well, at least I won’t need to get another haircut for three or four months, if that.

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