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Hairdresser and Cool hair today just doesn't gel tomorrow |
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| Written by Simon Bloomberg |
 My kids are pretty fussy about their hair. They stand in front of the mirror putting all sorts of sticky junk in it so it looks just right just like a hairdresser. When they first started doing it I was quite worried, but other parents said their kids did exactly the same thing.
In fact, it seems that I'm getting away lightly. At least they haven't had their hairdresser coloured or dreadlocked or done anything really silly like shave thier hair off completely.
Mind you, No 3 son had a pretty good crack at it a couple of weeks ago. I'd already taken him to the hairdresser after school and he'd got a nice cut from a really nice lady.
Actually, the hairdresser was so lovely I was kind of tempted to get a haircut too. But when we got home No 3 son obviously decided his hair needed a bit of a tidy up so he slipped into the bathroom, got out the scissors and dealt to it.
Needless to say, his mother wasn't impressed.
``Hi Josh, how was school ... where did you get that haircut?''
``At the mall, Mum. Dad took me.''
``Well, you'd better go back there again, it's awful.''
``But Dad said he liked the lady and said she did a good job.''
``I don't think so. Where's your father?
``Through here,'' I said. ``Hey, did you like Josh's haircut, the girl did a good ... holy heck, Josh what have you done to it?''
``Nothing, Dad.''
``You have so, look there's a big bit missing.''
``I didn't do anything, honest.''
``Yeah, right.''
He denied all knowledge but I soon found the smoking gun in the bathroom - a pair of scissors and hair everywhere.
It reminded me of the time I got my worst ever haircut. And like No 3 son's shocker, it wasn't the hairdresser's fault.
I was seven years old and asked the hairdresser for a crewcut. I didn't have a clue what a crewcut was but I'd heard my mates talking about it so thought I'd give it a crack.
I watched in horror as the hairdressers brought out the No 1 like a gunslinger unholstering his six-iron and buzzed off all my hair. Boy, did I get heaps at school - the cries of ``baldy'' echoed around the playground for weeks. That sort of thing can really scar a kid. Hey, maybe that's why ... no forget it.
At least my second crewcut was a much happier experience. There were no cruel taunts because everyone else at Burnham Military Camp looked just like me - the only torment I suffered this time was two sunburned ears.
The only other really bad haircut I had was when I asked my hairdresser to give me a the mullet. She was a real beauty, at least half a metre long at the back and shorter than a kiwifruit at the front.
All my mates had mullets too and we thought they looked so cool. But if I had one now, or more to the point if I could grow enough hair to have one now, my kids would disown me.
The first time they found my old school photos and saw the mullet, they laughed their heads off. I tried to tell them that it was fashionable back then but they just kept laughing. I wonder if their kids will be any more understanding when they find photos of their old man with his hair all spiked up with gel by the local hairdresser? Somehow I doubt it.
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| Last Updated on Tuesday, 24 August 2010 21:24 |
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