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Bowling Ball Head
Saturday, July 9, 2005-4:15 PM
I must have went a few notches up on the dumb meter in Natasha's parents' eyes when I came back home from a haircut today with a completely bald head.
Yesterday I started considering shaving my head bald before the trip. That way I wouldn't have to worry about shampoo or combing my hair.
On the other hand, there was the increased risk of sunburn to worry about. I couldn't decide what to do.
I was still undecided when I walked into the barber shop this afternoon, but I probably already was leaning a little towards shaving my head.
Ever since I was a little baby, my head's been covered with a thick layer of hair. I wanted to know what my head looked like again.
The woman started lathering the shampoo into my hair. I had already explained I might have my head shaved completely. What good would shampooing my hair do?
I had plenty of time to consider what to do while she gave me a complete scalp and shoulder massage.
A different woman cut my hair.
I asked her at first to cut my hair very short, and I explained I might ask her to shave it completely later.
She was taking so long to cut my hair, I was going to ask her to shave my head just to speed things up.
Finally, I said what the hell. "Jian guang" or "cut bald".
Before she went ahead and cut the last centimeter of hair off my head, she double checked to see if she heard me correctly.
She did, and she started cutting. I don't think she thought it was a good idea though.
There was no turning back, and I started to doubt the wisdom of my decision. I kept thinking about Darth Vader in "Return of the Jedi'" when he takes off his helmet.
I can take shampoo off of my list of things to bring on my trip. I might have to bring a hat though.
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