Travels to the pub and back

Tuesday, April 20, 2004

I got a haircut this morning. Set the alarm especially for it; even had some breakfast because I got up so early. Conversation between me and hairdresser:

Hairdresser: "Is this the first time you've been here?"
Roquefort Files: "No, no. I got a terrible mullet type haircut from the place I normally go, so I tried this one instead. They guy was really good, so I thought I'd come back."
H: "So, how do you want it cut?"

<cue brief discussion about how to cut my hair. Several anti-mullet comments are made.>

My hair is duly cut, and the hairdresser holds up a mirror so I can see the back.

It's another fucking mullet.

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