You ever have one of those days?
When eight out of the eleven signs say you’re becoming like your parents and it begins to freak you out.
Thanks to Supercuts, I am having that day.
Switching Up the Routine
I usually go to a local haircut place in my neighborhood. They cut a great hair, yes. But they always charge me something different every time, ranging between $10 – $25, apparently dependent on what they had for lunch.
And they’re always talking to each other in Armenian, laughing as they give me sideways glances like I’m in 7th grade again and the three popular girls are whispering about my newest pimple collection.
Thus, Supercuts.
“Hi, how are you today.” I said, yearning for the soft cushioned chair to tell me every thing is going to be all right.
“Good,” said the middle-aged woman hairdresser as she ran her hand quickly through my hair. “So do you use any thing to help your thinning hair?” Plastic smock not even wrapped around my neck, she threw out thinning hair like a live hand grenade.
“Thinning hair?” I asked, Growing-Up-Anxiety now ready to revolt at the next gun shot.
“Yeah it’s noticeably thinning. You haven’t noticed?”
Awesome. Thank you for that. Bald by year’s end. Swell. I’m all for honesty, but could you soften…
“And have you thought about coloring your hair as well?”
Could you just jab me in the ear with the scissors, slam my head into the counter, and just get it over with. I’ll still give you your $4 tip.
So $50 dollars later, new shampoo and conditioner in hand for noticeably thinning, graying hair, here I sit.
Why didn’t I just go to my Armenian hairdresser? At least she tells me I’m balding in another language.
Growing Pains
The more All Groan Up I become, the more Supercuts kinds of days await me.
Fun.
And I know greater grown up surprises await me than thinning hair.
I know, I know.
But do these groan up realizations make growing older any easier?
After I’m done with my rinse/repeat, I’ll let you know.
Any body else have your own thinning hair kind of day recently?
What helps you snap out of a growing-old-funk?
Photo Credit: Piez – Creative Commons
Music does magic for me!
I guess it is sort of like David’s harp was to King Saul. That is the only way I can think of describing the serenity it affords me.
Thanks Jacqui. Definitely agree.
I recently started noticing a few graying hairs mixed into my highlighted brunette. The first one was within a week of my _0th birthday, too! I’m definitely not going to stop highlighting my hair anytime soon since the lighter streaks help hide the gray ones.
What kept me from a “growing-old” funk about the hair/birthday combo: A boyfriend nine years older. Anytime I start feeling old I think, “It’s a good thing I’m not younger because that would be awkward.” Plus he has more gray than I do. 🙂
Ha. Thanks Abby. Don’t think I can/should replicate your solution, but nice to know I’m not alone 🙂
I’ve only ever been to supercuts once when I was in the states last year and they told me my hair was thinning too and tried to sell me some stupidly expensive products… I declined and my hair is perfectly fine! Haha no bald spots!
Ha. Thanks Nicole. Glad to see I’m not the only one! Kudos to you for not letting balding-fear set in