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August 09, 2004
Bad Hair Day
I think the last time I had a haircut was in June before coming to INTEC. After almost 2 months it's getting long and oily. So the logical action is to pay a visit to the barber right? Wrong! I realised now that it has become worst thing that ever happened to me, except the last time I was late for an important interview. Ok, make that 2nd worst. This haircut had cost me RM8 and an eternal bad hair days to come. I went to a local barber shop near my hostel, which is operated by 3 Indian barbers. It's one of the many barber shops that mushroom in Section 18, Shah Alam. Being the closest one and for the sake of convenience, I chose that particular shop.
My past experience with barbers had been wonderful. Back in my hometown, there's one old and dilapidated barber shop at the corner of a busy street which I frequented whenever I need to cut my hair. In spite of the shop being old-fashioned and totally out of place in the midst of modern shophouses and offices(there's an OCBC BAnk adjacent to it), the half-century old barber is quite adroitful and amiable too. He always does his job swiftly, and most of the time I can get my hair cut in lest than 10 minutes even if there's a long queue. And he charges RM4 only.
I entered the Indian barber shop with a sense of ominous foreboding. One of the barbers broke into a smile, ushered me to an empty seat and started donning me with a sheet of green cloth. I was afraid there would be communication gap between us, so I tried to use the most fundamental terms to describe the hair I want. "Can I have a durian head?" I asked tentatively, hoping the barber to click on what I mean. "You mean spike?" the barber shot back. "Yeah, that's what I wanted!"
Then, without a warning, he turned to his shear and brought the hedious machine to life. Then, he stepped forward to me swiftly and shaved my head... I can still imagine the menancing eyes glinting at me like the way a farmer shearing a sheep. In a minute, it was done. I looked at myself in the mirror, dumbstruck. I was literally turned into a monk! ToT
Posted by peixin at August 9, 2004 01:41 PM
Comments
That was an amusing read... lol... will be able to see your new stylish hairstyle next week.. hehe...
Posted by: zx at August 9, 2004 04:01 PM
Lolz! Your description is as accurate as possible on that one!
Posted by: Prometheus at August 10, 2004 05:27 PM
You might not recognise me at all..
Posted by: px at August 11, 2004 08:41 AM