The Awkwardness of Haricuts

Hey, Kat here. What's up guys? Haven't heard from me in a while, eh? Well, I'm back. And I'm here to talk about one of the most awkward situations out there: the haircut. There are so many awkward stages to a haircut, and I'm going to walk you through each and every one.

First, there is the time when you get there. The lady/guy makes you sing your name and such, right? Well, when you finally get to it being your turn and you walk to the chair, you have to tell the stylist what you want to do with your hair. This is very awkward because you don't really know how to explain what you want. And then the stylist will try to communicate an idea to you but you don't really know what they are talking about because they use technical terms. So then you just agree and hope you don't end up with your hair looking like this:

Then there is the shampooing. You have to awkwardly lean your head back into a sink. Not too bad, right? Well, then you are sitting there while a stranger washes your hair and essentially massages your head. And all the while you don't know where to look so you just look up. And that will often result in some weird eye contact. And of course, at some point they will reach over you, and their armpit will be, yes, in your face.

The next stage is haircut itself. While your hair is being clipped up so that you look like this:

Anyway, you are just sitting there and don't know what your facial expression should be. Occasionally you will make a face at yourself in the mirror, and you will sometimes try to find a pleasant but not overly creepy smile. At this point, somebody, whether it be the stylist or someone else getting their hair cut, will have seen these strange experimental facial expressions. (Such as this one):

Then, of course, there is the getting up stage. Depending on how much you changed your hair, you could have been in that chair for a really long time not moving. So when you get up, you are wobbly and it's like in the 30 so minutes you were in that chair, your brain completely forgot how to walk and even what the word walk means. And when you stand up, the hair slides off of your "cape" and you wonder if that grosses anyone out. You then decide you don't care. But then you see all of your hair on the floor and that uncertainty reappears. Thanks, hair. 

However, even with all the awkwardness of haircuts, it is still a great experience. The people who work there are always so nice, and you walk out of there feeling confident and good looking. So in the end, thanks to all you cosmetologists out there for all that you do.

~Kat. 

*Also, did I mention the fear that if you move your head one tiny bit you could end up looking like this:

That is a legit fear. Like, totes ma goats, that causes some serious anxiety.