It's really funny what happened.. I do not think I could have ever done it. It started simple enough, I changed my hair color quite often, nothing unusual in this, everyone is doing it, to the point when I decided that I wanted to rediscover my natural color. Ha! And I started with a short haircut, to the shoulders, I did not see the change. I said ok, try again, I cut out of it (not me personally, qualified people - sometimes they suck at this) and I'm thinking it's becoming worse, I did not see the damn change.
One morning, as I sat in my bed half asleep and half off the bed, suddenly the idea hit me. I will mow myself alone. I stood committed, I took a pair of scissors, a hair trimmer and I locked the bathroom door. Initially I thought I set the machine to no. 2, maybe even 1, would be enough to adjust my hair evenly and be happy with it, But nooo! What I had in mind vs. what was in the mirror, not even close. What were Jews in the Holocaust, but that was I. I said fuck this! and took the razor, I managed to shave only a quarter of the hair, because in the next second brother knocks on the door. Nature calls! What to do faster? I did not know what to do, my work was not done! He had no idea what was I doing in there. I quickly took a towel, put it around my head (simulating a hot bath in the morning - not.) and went out as if nothing had happened, of course not before cleaning the evidences.
Not to say I was expecting guests. My best friend, whom I have not seen her since last summer, thought to come from Suceava, just today .. TODAY. to pay me a visit. In no way I was going to take my towel down, so when I asked her in, I said I have not finished the bath because of my brother. Good one. But she's blonde and it have seemed logical what I said.
It was a small proof of callousness to let her wait, but something had to be done. So I let her chat with my mother while I ran back into the bathroom, desperate to finish as soon as possible. I am surprised that I have not killed myself while using the razor with such speed. I shaved all the hair off my head, put a towel back around it and went to show them the surprise. They thought that they would see my recent haircut, similar to the woman working in the foundry. But shock! As I gave the towel down, nobody talked. Nobody not even breathe. And then my mother replied laughing: "What the hell have you done?" and from there began a series of jokes, some good, some not so good. The jokes were made at my expense of course. Now I'm a convict / "Jew" / lightbulb and one that I heard recently. Bendeaca.
P.S. : If you find any mistakes in the text above.. it's maybe because I ain't english. :D
One morning, as I sat in my bed half asleep and half off the bed, suddenly the idea hit me. I will mow myself alone. I stood committed, I took a pair of scissors, a hair trimmer and I locked the bathroom door. Initially I thought I set the machine to no. 2, maybe even 1, would be enough to adjust my hair evenly and be happy with it, But nooo! What I had in mind vs. what was in the mirror, not even close. What were Jews in the Holocaust, but that was I. I said fuck this! and took the razor, I managed to shave only a quarter of the hair, because in the next second brother knocks on the door. Nature calls! What to do faster? I did not know what to do, my work was not done! He had no idea what was I doing in there. I quickly took a towel, put it around my head (simulating a hot bath in the morning - not.) and went out as if nothing had happened, of course not before cleaning the evidences.
Not to say I was expecting guests. My best friend, whom I have not seen her since last summer, thought to come from Suceava, just today .. TODAY. to pay me a visit. In no way I was going to take my towel down, so when I asked her in, I said I have not finished the bath because of my brother. Good one. But she's blonde and it have seemed logical what I said.
It was a small proof of callousness to let her wait, but something had to be done. So I let her chat with my mother while I ran back into the bathroom, desperate to finish as soon as possible. I am surprised that I have not killed myself while using the razor with such speed. I shaved all the hair off my head, put a towel back around it and went to show them the surprise. They thought that they would see my recent haircut, similar to the woman working in the foundry. But shock! As I gave the towel down, nobody talked. Nobody not even breathe. And then my mother replied laughing: "What the hell have you done?" and from there began a series of jokes, some good, some not so good. The jokes were made at my expense of course. Now I'm a convict / "Jew" / lightbulb and one that I heard recently. Bendeaca.
P.S. : If you find any mistakes in the text above.. it's maybe because I ain't english. :D
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