Published on 12, July, 2020
Today’s task was to go and get my hair cut. One of the most stressful things I have to do on a regular basis.
Getting the crowded, noisy smelly subway into town. Sitting in an incredibly noisy and busy barbershop with people touching me and talking at me and clipping and buzzing around my head.
I hate it. There must be a better way (other than shaving my head!).
I used to always cry when my parents would take me to the hairdressers so I would not get my hair cut very often even though long hair bothered me. But then one day they took me to a hairdresser that specialises in cutting kids hair so they are super gentle and they play a tv show so I dont need to small talk. And any time ive gone its been only me and maybe one other person. I still go their today even though im over the age limit, but im short and look younger than I am, so if my mom takes me then I get away with it