My World. My Space. My Soul.

I just had a hair cut at QB House. I needed it fast.

“High slope. Top trimmed a bit.”

“OK, high slope. Want it like spike styled?”

“Er…. OK.”

The thing about going to such 10-minutes quick cut places is that I will never get the same hairstyle. Every time I go for a hair cut with them, the hairdresser will asked for some options. From there, he will build up and cut the hair. Snip, snip, there goes my hair:

(Thanks to Plurk for the photo. Everyone should try the Daily Photo function.)

After the liquid/water sprayed onto my hair evaporated, the hair became like that. I could not take it sooner as I do not own a camera handphone. Like no difference from my past haircuts, except it is shorter nia. Boo. And oh, after the cut, I was wondering how I am going to spike this hair cut. I do not know how to use hair gel/spray, whatever…

To end this, I realised that I dislike hairdressers using the shaver or scissors to touch up on my hair after being asked if the haircut is OK. I expected that he would just clean up. And every time the hairdresser does this, I would almost jumped out of my own skin. Being very tired today, I almost panicked. Rah. Time to change my expectations: Hairdressing is not done until the hairdresser allows me to leave the high chair.