paging doctor kevorkian

i got a haircut today. i hate getting haircuts. i like that my hair is shorter in the end, but i hate the whole process. today, as i waited to get it cut, i heard the girl who would later cut my hair saying how she felt that her beauty school didnt give her any experience on how to cut guys' hair and how the first time she got a guy she freaked out, and how she was new at this haircutting establishment.

i hate that they raised the rates from $12 to $16 over the summer. really? a 33% increase? for guys' hair? honestly? soon i'm going to start cutting this shit myself. especially cuz i often hate how it comes out. today, i had tons of random hairs sticking up when she was done with the haircut. she was right, she can't cut guys' hair for shit. i could've slipped my head under some emo kid's razor and gotten a better haircut. i should not have to fix my own haircut when i get home. bullshit.

lastly, i hate the atmosphere of hair places. i would never kill myself, mainly because i love myself far too much. but if i wanted to but just couldnt pull the trigger (so to speak), i would just go to a hair place and sit there and listen to the stupid, innane, boring, idle chatter which ensues during every single haircut ever. the same girl who cut my hair had been talking to her previous victim about how she started college but it just wasnt for her. and she started at a really shitty pennsylvania college too (is there any other kind of pa college?). boy was she right. i dont even think she was cut out for middle school.

what i really need is a stylish gay guy to cut my hair. their prices are probably higher, but considering the alternative its probably worth it. plus, they'll certainly do a good job. i hear gay guys are really anal.