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I Wanted a Woman to Touch my Head Tonight

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Earlier this evening I realized I needed a haircut. So I made a reservation at the ‘ol Great Clips, where they were showing a 0 minute wait – so yippy skippy I head down there. Now one of the things I like about getting my hair cut is that a woman touches my head. There’s nothing perverted about that – I’m not ashamed to say it feels good.

So I get to ye ‘ol Supercuts and there are only two stylists working. Leticia, the sweet lady who last cut my hair, and Scott, a 65fiveish guy I’ve always managed to avoid getting. So tonight, alas, Leticia was with a customer and good ‘ol Scott was sitting all alone, looking forlorn in his barber chair.

It did occur to me at that point to make some lame excuse and bale – but that would have been too obvious. It also occurred to me to tell Scott I’d rather wait until Leticia was done, but I was paranoid about hurting Scott’s feelings at that point. So **** it, I went and sat down in Scott’s chair.

Now I hadn’t noticed this before, but Scott has a truly amazing speech impediment. He slurs his words and sounds like a drunken person. To make matters worse, I’m slightly hearing impaired and Scott insisted on speaking to me even when the clippers were by my ear. I honestly couldn’t understand a word, I just smiled in the mirror at him and said, “oh?” and “uh huh” a lot. I sure hope I didn’t agree to give him a million dollars!

At one point during the haircut I felt Scott put a lot of weight on the top of my head, then I felt his hand slip off my head, while he exclaimed, “Whoa!”. Now, when someone cutting your hair slips and says, “Whoa”, that’s usually not a good thing. I felt my “fight or flight” instinct kick in.

But all was well. My hair’s fine and so is good ‘ol Scott. The only downside tonight is that I was deprived of a woman’s touch.

Thanks for listening.
 
You should try going to a real barber sometime if you can afford it. Its really nice. Although a lot of them are pretty costly in America.
 
Earlier this evening I realized I needed a haircut. So I made a reservation at the ‘ol Great Clips, where they were showing a 0 minute wait – so yippy skippy I head down there. Now one of the things I like about getting my hair cut is that a woman touches my head. There’s nothing perverted about that – I’m not ashamed to say it feels good.

So I get to ye ‘ol Supercuts and there are only two stylists working. Leticia, the sweet lady who last cut my hair, and Scott, a 65fiveish guy I’ve always managed to avoid getting. So tonight, alas, Leticia was with a customer and good ‘ol Scott was sitting all alone, looking forlorn in his barber chair.

It did occur to me at that point to make some lame excuse and bale – but that would have been too obvious. It also occurred to me to tell Scott I’d rather wait until Leticia was done, but I was paranoid about hurting Scott’s feelings at that point. So **** it, I went and sat down in Scott’s chair.

Now I hadn’t noticed this before, but Scott has a truly amazing speech impediment. He slurs his words and sounds like a drunken person. To make matters worse, I’m slightly hearing impaired and Scott insisted on speaking to me even when the clippers were by my ear. I honestly couldn’t understand a word, I just smiled in the mirror at him and said, “oh?” and “uh huh” a lot. I sure hope I didn’t agree to give him a million dollars!

At one point during the haircut I felt Scott put a lot of weight on the top of my head, then I felt his hand slip off my head, while he exclaimed, “Whoa!”. Now, when someone cutting your hair slips and says, “Whoa”, that’s usually not a good thing. I felt my “fight or flight” instinct kick in.

But all was well. My hair’s fine and so is good ‘ol Scott. The only downside tonight is that I was deprived of a woman’s touch.

Thanks for listening.

Every single one of the decent barbers/hair management people that I have had in this life so far have been men.

That is all.
 
Earlier this evening I realized I needed a haircut. So I made a reservation at the ‘ol Great Clips, where they were showing a 0 minute wait – so yippy skippy I head down there. Now one of the things I like about getting my hair cut is that a woman touches my head. There’s nothing perverted about that – I’m not ashamed to say it feels good.

So I get to ye ‘ol Supercuts and there are only two stylists working. Leticia, the sweet lady who last cut my hair, and Scott, a 65fiveish guy I’ve always managed to avoid getting. So tonight, alas, Leticia was with a customer and good ‘ol Scott was sitting all alone, looking forlorn in his barber chair.

It did occur to me at that point to make some lame excuse and bale – but that would have been too obvious. It also occurred to me to tell Scott I’d rather wait until Leticia was done, but I was paranoid about hurting Scott’s feelings at that point. So **** it, I went and sat down in Scott’s chair.

Now I hadn’t noticed this before, but Scott has a truly amazing speech impediment. He slurs his words and sounds like a drunken person. To make matters worse, I’m slightly hearing impaired and Scott insisted on speaking to me even when the clippers were by my ear. I honestly couldn’t understand a word, I just smiled in the mirror at him and said, “oh?” and “uh huh” a lot. I sure hope I didn’t agree to give him a million dollars!

At one point during the haircut I felt Scott put a lot of weight on the top of my head, then I felt his hand slip off my head, while he exclaimed, “Whoa!”. Now, when someone cutting your hair slips and says, “Whoa”, that’s usually not a good thing. I felt my “fight or flight” instinct kick in.

But all was well. My hair’s fine and so is good ‘ol Scott. The only downside tonight is that I was deprived of a woman’s touch.

Thanks for listening.
I feel bad for scott.

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Every single one of the decent barbers/hair management people that I have had in this life so far have been men.

That is all.

I think you missed the point of the thread.
 
I feel bad for scott.

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I told Scott about you. I said I know someone who thinks they know everything. He wants to meet you. Can I give him your number?
 
For the last 15 years or so I have gotten my hair cut at a barbershop staffed by Lebanese men. Cheap at about $22 for a hair cut, quick and do a good job. My son likes a chain store that has Ipads and video games in the waiting area. I tried them a couple of times but do not cut my hair short enough. I like to wait 3-4 months before having to get it cut again
 
The best place I have found is a 40 mile drive/ride. I have tried everything local and when I get comfortable with the place it gets sold or the owner slides into a more supervisory role and you never see the same barbers/stylists. The 40 mile trip isn’t bad if the weather is nice and I can ride the bike, M/C. There are three Korean women who do a great job. They work hard and are open seven days a week, not many businesses open Saturday, much less Sunday.
 
I hear you can get a trim down on Aurora Avenue that wont cost much more than Great Clips will charge.
 
Every single one of the decent barbers/hair management people that I have had in this life so far have been men.

That is all.

I'm not 100% sure of the semantics, but I'm pretty sure there's a difference between a "barber" and a "hair stylist". Barbers represent the old-school hair cut businesses that primarily consisted of male barbers catering to men. You went there and you came out with a basic "Hair cut", and maybe a shave. Hair stylists can be men or women, catering to both sexes. From my own experience and perspective, hair stylists are probably better trained and have a wider range of styling skills.

Stylists should charge more if they are more experienced and better trained than barbers. But a lot of it is based on name recognition and reputation. If you have big name clients who think you do a great job, then you can charge more.
 
You should try going to a real barber sometime if you can afford it. Its really nice. Although a lot of them are pretty costly in America.

I have a problem with spending $40 just to have someone pull out a #2 and run it across what's left of my hair. That being said, there's a certain appeal to an good old barber shop.
 
I have a problem with spending $40 just to have someone pull out a #2 and run it across what's left of my hair. That being said, there's a certain appeal to an good old barber shop.

When I am down visiting my fiance's family I go to a barber there and its about 8 bucks for some of the best work you will ever get. But its also a third world country. :lol:
 
You should try going to a real barber sometime if you can afford it. Its really nice. Although a lot of them are pretty costly in America.

I miss the REAL "Floyd the Barber" in Mount Airy (Mayberry), NC. Up until about 2010, he really cut hair and used mug foam and a straight razor for the fine areas and even a shave if desired. After about 2010 he got the "shakes" too much and regressed to telling stories for tips. I wonder if he is even still alive. He was 86 back in 2010 if I remember correctly.

Never mind: He apparently is no longer with us.

https://www.mtairynews.com/news/40403/mount-airy-icon-russell-hiatt-has-died

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When I am down visiting my fiance's family I go to a barber there and its about 8 bucks for some of the best work you will ever get. But its also a third world country. :lol:

Which country?
 
Earlier this evening I realized I needed a haircut. So I made a reservation at the ‘ol Great Clips, where they were showing a 0 minute wait – so yippy skippy I head down there. Now one of the things I like about getting my hair cut is that a woman touches my head. There’s nothing perverted about that – I’m not ashamed to say it feels good.

So I get to ye ‘ol Supercuts and there are only two stylists working. Leticia, the sweet lady who last cut my hair, and Scott, a 65fiveish guy I’ve always managed to avoid getting. So tonight, alas, Leticia was with a customer and good ‘ol Scott was sitting all alone, looking forlorn in his barber chair.

It did occur to me at that point to make some lame excuse and bale – but that would have been too obvious. It also occurred to me to tell Scott I’d rather wait until Leticia was done, but I was paranoid about hurting Scott’s feelings at that point. So **** it, I went and sat down in Scott’s chair.

Now I hadn’t noticed this before, but Scott has a truly amazing speech impediment. He slurs his words and sounds like a drunken person. To make matters worse, I’m slightly hearing impaired and Scott insisted on speaking to me even when the clippers were by my ear. I honestly couldn’t understand a word, I just smiled in the mirror at him and said, “oh?” and “uh huh” a lot. I sure hope I didn’t agree to give him a million dollars!

At one point during the haircut I felt Scott put a lot of weight on the top of my head, then I felt his hand slip off my head, while he exclaimed, “Whoa!”. Now, when someone cutting your hair slips and says, “Whoa”, that’s usually not a good thing. I felt my “fight or flight” instinct kick in.

But all was well. My hair’s fine and so is good ‘ol Scott. The only downside tonight is that I was deprived of a woman’s touch.

Thanks for listening.

I want a woman to touch my head every night, not the one on my shoulders but the one that thinks for me, somehow I do not think this thread is about what I thought it was.
 
I want a woman to touch my head every night, not the one on my shoulders but the one that thinks for me, somehow I do not think this thread is about what I thought it was.

Double entendres. Gotta love 'em!
 
When I was stationed on Fort Hood I always went off post to this Korean shop. Always fast, always nice, and always a good job.

But when I got stationed in Maryland I found this Vietnamese place where this one chick is an expert with a straight razor. I never get anything fancy done but I always walk out feeling refreshed.
 
Go to a nice salon.
 
I think most hair stylists/barbers understand when you tell them you'd prefer a certain one. With that said, you should consider going to a hair salon. My mom worked at one as I was growing up so I've always felt comfortable at them. There are usually some very nice looking women and they're often pretty cool and give you the kind of haircut a good looking woman would prefer on a guy. And they wash your hair too, which I'm guessing they don't at Great Clips. Worth spending about $10 extra.
 
Earlier this evening I realized I needed a haircut. So I made a reservation at the ‘ol Great Clips, where they were showing a 0 minute wait – so yippy skippy I head down there. Now one of the things I like about getting my hair cut is that a woman touches my head. There’s nothing perverted about that – I’m not ashamed to say it feels good.

So I get to ye ‘ol Supercuts and there are only two stylists working. Leticia, the sweet lady who last cut my hair, and Scott, a 65fiveish guy I’ve always managed to avoid getting. So tonight, alas, Leticia was with a customer and good ‘ol Scott was sitting all alone, looking forlorn in his barber chair.

It did occur to me at that point to make some lame excuse and bale – but that would have been too obvious. It also occurred to me to tell Scott I’d rather wait until Leticia was done, but I was paranoid about hurting Scott’s feelings at that point. So **** it, I went and sat down in Scott’s chair.

Now I hadn’t noticed this before, but Scott has a truly amazing speech impediment. He slurs his words and sounds like a drunken person. To make matters worse, I’m slightly hearing impaired and Scott insisted on speaking to me even when the clippers were by my ear. I honestly couldn’t understand a word, I just smiled in the mirror at him and said, “oh?” and “uh huh” a lot. I sure hope I didn’t agree to give him a million dollars!

At one point during the haircut I felt Scott put a lot of weight on the top of my head, then I felt his hand slip off my head, while he exclaimed, “Whoa!”. Now, when someone cutting your hair slips and says, “Whoa”, that’s usually not a good thing. I felt my “fight or flight” instinct kick in.

But all was well. My hair’s fine and so is good ‘ol Scott. The only downside tonight is that I was deprived of a woman’s touch.

Thanks for listening.

Should have waited for Leticia!! I've been going to the same woman for about 20 years. She's pretty & cuts my hair nice.
 
There’s nothing perverted about that – I’m not ashamed to say it feels good.

There is no need for you to feel ashamed.

If it feels good to you, then that's all that matters.

Life is very short.

Get all the innocent enjoyment that you can.

Here's hoping that you make a definite appointment for Leticia next time.

Who knows?

Maybe Leticia feels good when she does your hair!
 
There is no need for you to feel ashamed.

If it feels good to you, then that's all that matters.

Life is very short.

Get all the innocent enjoyment that you can.

Here's hoping that you make a definite appointment for Leticia next time.

Who knows?

Maybe Leticia feels good when she does your hair!

Thanks, Man. I'll let Leticia know you said, "hi" :)
 
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