I happen to like long hair - no particular reason and I am not discriminating against those more folically challenged (slapheads), I just prefer long hair. Whether this is because of my upbringing or not, well, you would have to ask one of those psycho-people. I wasn't allowed to have long hair as a child, it had to be clipped above collar length otherwise, hmm, what might society think ?!
So, the first chance I got, I let my hair grow. And it grew, and grew. Funnily enough, women loved me, men hated me. Was it because of the hair? Did I exude some masculinity only known to apes? Did I fuck, I was just growing my hair - or rather, not having it cut.
Picture the scenario, by night, I was the lead singer in a rock band - long hair was good. By day, doing boring computer type stuff, wearing a suit, long hair was bad. I never figured out the way to be a hair-wolf, growing hair only when the sun set so I was fucked whichever way I turned. My parents have always criticised whichever way I had my hair - why? it doesn't change who I am - doesn't change the way I behave.
Ah, but it does. I have to have the right shampoo, the correct conditioner, allow time for my hair to air-dry because I don't want it to go frizzy by blow-drying it. Well, bugger me backwards with Nicky Clarke tongs - the hottest a man can get, but I like my hair. It's part of me, roots and all (ooo buggery bollocks, some split ends).
Anyway, I do my best not to infect people with my hair, I ensure that I clean the bath/shower thoroughly to remove any residue hair I might leave. I make sure that I use only my hairbrushes or combs so as not to unleash phantom hair onto people. I tie my hair back in a weird pokemon fashion before I get into bed with a partner so that I do not unwiitingly tickle their nose in the middle of the night.
I actually got asked at an interview once "But would you be willing to have your hair cut to get the job?" - I thought about it and answered, "So this is one of those sex-discrimination cases because you would NEVER ask a woman if she would have a haircut to get the job". The guy, rather rattled, answered, "Oh, sorry, I shouldn't have asked that question really". - No you should not.
And yes, I did get the job.
Why rant about this now? Because my partner has just had their nose tickled by my hair. Waking them up and forcing me to wake up by poking me and saying "Your hair just tickled my nose" - Great, your aggravation just shattered my comfort. They can go to sleep again, I can't.