Scary Hair Cut
October 25th, 2004
I think it’s time to catch up on some stuff that’s happened to me lately. Last Monday I went and got a hair cut. Now this is something I had been fearing for some time. I am in India and I don’t know how they do hair cuts except it involves those straight razors. I was very scared of getting a dirty razor. I don’t really like the idea of getting AIDS.
In the end though I decided I must go for it. I took the British Pharmacist who is always up for a walk. So we found a hair dresser which one of the Indian guys recommended. I sat in the chair and got my hair cut. I didn’t have any say in what I got. I just sat there and got it cut. He used a fresh razor blade too!
can we see a picture?
You’re a baver man than I