Hair today…gone tomorrow…

The other day my wife went to her hairdresser. A regular occurrence. As, indeed, was our conversation:

[INTERIOR: house, morning]
She Who Must Be Obeyed: I’m off to the hairdresser.
Me [OS]: If it’s a longer bob-cut, can I call it a robert?
[SFX: loud groans and jeers]

MJWright2011Yup, the long winter evenings just FLY by in our household. Though from my perspective, the reason why women spend afternoons in the salon at hundreds of dollars per visit, complete with bleaches, dyes and styling, has always been a mystery. I usually try to relieve She Who Must Be Obeyed’s likely boredom while she’s there by sending helpful texts like “I double dog dare ya to get a mullet”.

I really can’t understand it. I mean, money’s actually earned to be spent on beer, stuff for the toolshed, and over-powered cars. I go to the barber on a necessity basis, and it takes four minutes. What’s more, my style hasn’t changed since I was eight, viz:

1970 – Ed Straker
1980 – Ed Straker
1990 – Ed Straker
2000 – Ed Straker
2010 – Ed Straker

I would say “2020 – Ed Straker”, but it’s likely to have all fallen out by then. You know…hair today, gone tomorrow… (groan).

Copyright © Matthew Wright 2014

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12 thoughts on “Hair today…gone tomorrow…

      1. Hopefully your cultivation of your sense of humour employs more effective fertilizer than you are using on your hair. {rimshot}

  1. The Robert? ROFLMAO! It’s a good thing you tell her to get a mullet by long distance. Good news is, by the time she leaves the salon, she’s so high from the fumes of the hair spray and nail polish that she forgets to be mad at you. 😉

  2. That makes me think of my dad always joking that he’s getting ‘this hair’ off this time lol. Women love going to the hairdresser.

  3. I don’t understand all that money spent on hairdressers either. Interestingly, my wife almost never visits one. Sometimes I get the feeling she’s missing out on a vital part of the female experience.

    1. I think women get charged a special high rate. A salon near our house which I presume charges market rates for women also offers men’s cuts for $15. Yet it’s the same thing…

      1. I think they know many men, if it’s too expensive, will just take the clipper and give themselves a buzz cut. This way they still make some revenue off of us.

        Luckily my town still has a men’s barber. He even had the candy-striped pole decals on the window until a couple of years ago. His father, who started the business, even still had shaves on the price list (don’t know if anyone actually used that particular service).

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