ITS ABOUT TIME part 2
This was very similar to my thoughts 9 months before when I was thinking about getting my bob. The thoughts are exhilarating and send butterflies through my stomach. I came around the corner and could see the Barber Shop at the end of the mall next to the exit. I slowed my pace as I approached, half wanting to walk straight into that shop, and half wanting to just b-line straight for the car.
This time was no different as I was my usual nerves, only I was finding myself getting tired of this almost daily routine and feelings of frustration. C’mon Tammy, don’t be a wuss, I was thinking to myself.
I slowed my pace even more and turned my direction more towards the barbershop instead of the exit, I could feel my heart pounding and my palms sweaty as I approached. I’ve done this before and bailed at the last moment but this time I was keeping my nerve up as I got closer and closer to the shop. That little voice rang through my head…..just get this over with already
I actually made it to the threshold of the shop and walked over the line, I finally did it.
“Hello” the first barber said as I entered, “Can I help you?”
“Yes, I was wanting to get a haircut.” I said.
“Certainly, take a seat and we will be right with you.” He said motioning towards a waiting bench.
The bench was empty and each barber had a customer in the chair which meant I would be next. I took my jacket off and scarf and hung it on the coat rack. I took a seat and waited, excited in anticipation. I never really thought this far ahead and didn’t know what haircut to ask for, only that I wanted to go short.
The first barber had a young guy about my age in the chair, I recognized him from one of the shops in the mall, and he looked so sexy sitting there all caped with his wet hair, the other barber was just finishing up with an older man, brushing him off and sliding the cape off him.
I watched nervously as the customer paid, took his coat and hat from the coat rack and said goodbye on his way out…..
“Next.” The barber said as he returned to his chair and spun it to face me…
Holy shit, I thought to myself, I am really doing this. I got up and walked slowly over to the chair, my knees feeling like they were about to give and I had wobbly ankles like I was going to fall over on my heels. I turned and slid up into the chair and the barber spun me to face the mirror. I glanced over at the guy sitting next to me and butterflies filled my stomach seeing him, He glanced over and gave me a nod and I gave him a smile back.
“So what are we doing today?” the barber asked me and my mind just drew a blank. I reached up to pull my hair out of my ponytail and my hair fell to my shoulders as I answered him.
“Um….” I said. “I was thinking of going short, like over my ears short.” I told him.
“Over your ears like just past your ears?” he asked pointing to the bottom of my earlobe “or over your ears like around your ears?” he said.
“em,” I said nervously, “like around my ears” I said as I reached up and pulled my hair over my ears to expose them.
“OK,” he said.” You want it short up the sides and back and longer on top?” He asked and I gave him a nod for yes.
This time was no different as I was my usual nerves, only I was finding myself getting tired of this almost daily routine and feelings of frustration. C’mon Tammy, don’t be a wuss, I was thinking to myself.
I slowed my pace even more and turned my direction more towards the barbershop instead of the exit, I could feel my heart pounding and my palms sweaty as I approached. I’ve done this before and bailed at the last moment but this time I was keeping my nerve up as I got closer and closer to the shop. That little voice rang through my head…..just get this over with already
I actually made it to the threshold of the shop and walked over the line, I finally did it.
“Hello” the first barber said as I entered, “Can I help you?”
“Yes, I was wanting to get a haircut.” I said.
“Certainly, take a seat and we will be right with you.” He said motioning towards a waiting bench.
The bench was empty and each barber had a customer in the chair which meant I would be next. I took my jacket off and scarf and hung it on the coat rack. I took a seat and waited, excited in anticipation. I never really thought this far ahead and didn’t know what haircut to ask for, only that I wanted to go short.
The first barber had a young guy about my age in the chair, I recognized him from one of the shops in the mall, and he looked so sexy sitting there all caped with his wet hair, the other barber was just finishing up with an older man, brushing him off and sliding the cape off him.
I watched nervously as the customer paid, took his coat and hat from the coat rack and said goodbye on his way out…..
“Next.” The barber said as he returned to his chair and spun it to face me…
Holy shit, I thought to myself, I am really doing this. I got up and walked slowly over to the chair, my knees feeling like they were about to give and I had wobbly ankles like I was going to fall over on my heels. I turned and slid up into the chair and the barber spun me to face the mirror. I glanced over at the guy sitting next to me and butterflies filled my stomach seeing him, He glanced over and gave me a nod and I gave him a smile back.
“So what are we doing today?” the barber asked me and my mind just drew a blank. I reached up to pull my hair out of my ponytail and my hair fell to my shoulders as I answered him.
“Um….” I said. “I was thinking of going short, like over my ears short.” I told him.
“Over your ears like just past your ears?” he asked pointing to the bottom of my earlobe “or over your ears like around your ears?” he said.
“em,” I said nervously, “like around my ears” I said as I reached up and pulled my hair over my ears to expose them.
“OK,” he said.” You want it short up the sides and back and longer on top?” He asked and I gave him a nod for yes.
