Sunday, May 17, 2015

A Bad Haircut

I have been cutting Evan's hair since I got back off my mission. He seems satisfied with the results, but loves the independence of going to a barbershop on his own, telling the guy how short he wants it, and paying himself.

Sitting across the table from Evan at lunch I noticed that his bangs were crooked. Like really crooked, one side a good centimeter above the other.

Me: Evan, did you cut your hair?
Evan: No, I went to the barber.
Me: Why is one side crooked, shorter than the other side?
Evan: Like this? (he says while holding his hands tilted 45-degrees)
Me: Yes.
Evan: Oh cool. Haha! Like Parker! Haha (he says while smiling and running his fingers through his hair like it's a luxurious mane)

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