Houston We Have a Problem

I watched Apollo 13 last night so I have space on the brain today. Great movie by the way if you've never seen it. But all is definitely not right in Mudville today.

Today, Asshole Lawyer and I went to the barber to get haircuts. And yes, I realize that this probably puts us one step away from being the biggest homos in the entire world. But, I don't have the regular use of a car at work so I must rely on the kindness of others from time to time.

Well if you remember from a previous post, my regular barber guy, Serge, went and quit on me a couple of months ago. So, I was forced to go find another barber. Well the new one I've been going to has been pretty good until today that is. The way this shop works is that you put your name on the list and then one of four barbers cuts your hair in order on the list. You can suggest someone in paticular. But since I don't have a preference at this point, I just go with the first come first serve method. I may be rethinking that little theory after today.

Today, when my name came up on the list, a woman named Maria was the one who got to cut my hair. Well Maria and I had a little confusion about the clipper setting that I get my hair cut with. Now, I am going to admit fully that it was probably my fault. When I got my hair cut by Serge, I just told him to clipper cut it with a two. And I just generally assumed that the two setting it pretty standard in the barber industry. Apparently, it's not because the one that Maria cut my hair with is much much shorter than was done previously. Subsequently, all my hair is much much shorter than it ususally is. In fact, I look like I am ready for boot camp. It also for whatever reason, makes the gray much more evident. That may also be because my wife and kids drive me so nuts that it's just getting grayer and grayer by the minute. Next time I will definitely have a more lengthy discussion about the cutting length.