Actually, it was more than that - I know as I have kept the evidence. There is no way I would let the rascal escape without punitive measures. I've watched CSI New Something and I can investigate. I know what DNA means, stands for and, can proove some stuff, maybe, with a microscope and the Black Eyed Peas in the background.
It might seem petty to some people but, it was attached - to MY body. I knew it would have to happen at some time but I guess I wasn't prepared fully for the loss.
Boo-hisss - It's gone, never to come back.
Is it important in the overall scheme of things? - is it fuck!!!
But it is still somewhat of a culture shock to my system.
Am I talking about a serious loss? - like bollocks I am. All I did was to go a hairdresser - for the first time in over 3 years. I am now shorn like a sheep.
I was aiming for hair down as far as my belt but it never quite got there.
Thus, with a twist on my pony-tail, a snip of the scissors, about 18 inches of my hair became detached from my head.
I kept the hair - I'm hoping to sell it to bald people who can then superglue it to their heads and pretend it's their own.
To be fair to the hairdresser, he asked about 5 times "Are you sure?" before he made the cut. He even tried to bribe me with alcohol beforehand.
I'm not sure if he thought I was going to beat the crap out of him or, if he got me pissed first, I might say "Yeah s perfick" regardless of the outcome.
Well, too late now. My long hair has gone :((
Looking on the bright side, I no longer look like a drugged-up wizard. On the down side, I keep trying to reach for my pony-tail to tighten the hair band and it's not there.
I'm sure there are more interesting hair stories out there - over to you....