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Friday, June 20, 2008

The one with the one hour hair-cut

Every once in a while, we all like to pamper ourselves, go to a spa, get a massage, go to the hair saloon, a mani & pedi treatment, a facial... You would think that after a hard week at work, the one thing you would want to do during the weekend was to relax and enjoy and give yourself a little treat. I, for one, think that the best way to enjoy and relax is just to either hang out at home doing almost nothing, or hanging out with friends, watching movies or karaoke-ing. I dare say that I am not the kind of guy who pampers myself by getting a massage or going to the spa and I only visit the hair saloon when I need to (that's like once every 2 months???).

Today happens to be one of those days after 2 months that I needed to get a hair cut. And later today, I would be catching a movie with some friends. So I had it all planned. Leave my place at about 11am, get my hair cut, reach One Utama roughly around 12 noon, enjoy my Star Bucks fix and get some work done, all before the movie. So, I got to the hair saloon at about 11:15am. To my surprise, it had just opened. So I went in and sat down at one of the saloon chairs when the boss came up to me and asked me if I wanted to wash my hair. Initially I said no, but then I eventually agreed to it... which was a big mistake.

To those FRIENDS-natics out there, do you remember the episode where Monica gave Chandler a back massage which was so bad that Chandler thought he was going to die????? Well, I felt like that. Here this guy was, with his big-ass hands trying to squeeze the bejezuz out of my head, as he was scrubbing away at my hair. Fortunately he did not have long fingernails, or it would have been like combing my hair with a metal comb. Then, as all hair washes go apparently, he starts to 'massage' my neck. Now, I say massage just to be kind, but it actually felt like the guy was trying to do the Vulcan Death Grip on me. And to make things worse, all this squeezing and scrubbing and Vulcan Death Gripping went on and on and on for like 45 minutes....!!!

So after washing out all the gunk out of my hair, I told the guy to hurry it up as I was kinda in a rush. In actually fact I was getting restless and wanted to get out of there... FAST... The hair cut only took about 10 minutes (I don't have that much hair) and then I was done... after one whole hour. And 45 minutes of that was spent on washing my hair... I don't even wash my hair that long. In fact, I don't even bathe that long.

I paid and got out of there and here I am now, bitching about it... He he he... I think it's time for me to look for a different hair saloon to go to. I wonder if those 10-minute hair cut places are any good?

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