No, seriously, I do. I used to go to the barber shop, but I’ve recently started cutting my own hair. I know, I can hear you saying, “It looks like it, too!”
I used to cut Levi’s hair. Kim is violently opposed to the buzz cut, and one little nick to his ear left him slightly less inclined to visit Dad’s Barber Shop.
It’s not that I have anything against the barber shop. In fact, quite the opposite is true. My Paw Paw (that’s Southern for grandfather) was a barber. I love just about everything about the barber shop.
- the way my hair feels when it’s cut real short
- waiting for the older barber’s chair to open
- the sound of the clippers buzzing away
- the conversation about hunting, fishing, and “How are your kids doing?”
- the hot shaving lather and straight razor to clean up the back of my neck
- the smell-good stuff that the barber rubs on my head after he’s done–that’s the best!
But the thing that I don’t like is the price. I fear that I might be creeping into “that guy” territory, but when I moved to town, a haircut was 10 bucks. It’s 15 now, and I just can’t bring myself to shell out 15 bucks for a haircut. Call me cheap if you will, but I have better things to do with my 15 bucks. And while I try to go as long as I can “between getting my ears lowered” (that’s a PawPaw joke), I figure that it costs me somewhere in the 150 dollars a year.
I’ve cut my own hair twice now, and I think I’m getting the hang of it. It’s a little difficult to cut the very back/top of my hair, but the sides and top are relatively easy. I’ve asked Kim for a little help, but she “doesn’t do hair.” Sadie was very enthusiastic about helping, but I may wait a while before I hand the clippers to a 9 year old!
We’ll see how things progress, but for now, I’m liking this. I get to use my PawPaw’s clippers, and save a little cash in the process. I hope that I’m not damaging the economy, but I’m glad to keep a little money in the pocket for other things. I do miss the barber shop, though.
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