My first Haircut

23.02.09

I wanted to write about what happened to me when I got my haircut. It was the first time here in MK that I did get it done and it did not disappoint. So I go into the place that is right outside my apartment on the way to the store. When I walk in I realize that I am in trouble because none of them speak English. The girl that is cutting hair is about my age and a 30 something year old is sitting there doing some other ladies nails. Another lady who is obviously their friend is sitting on the couch with her little girl. So I try to explain that I want a haircut and they tell me to come back in a little bit. When I get back the 30 something year old starts speaking some English with me and I speak a few words of Macedonian to explain what I want. My skills are still pretty horrible so it wasn’t pretty. As the girl is washing my hair the lady asks if I like the women here in MK and I respond “Yes of course, they are all beautiful” I figure in this situation the best plan of attack would be flattery. On the trip from the wash to the seat I notice that the girl cutting my hair has undone the bottom button on her uniform, revealing her stomach and bellybutton. I found this kinda odd since I didn’t remember it being undone before. So she begins to cut my hair and I try to explain short on the sides and a bit longer on top. As shes cutting my sides he turns my head to face her chest and that’s when I realize she has undone another button as well. The second button from the top of her uniform is now undone showing off her lacy black undergarment underneath. I was going to chalk the bellybutton button to coincidence, but after this I realize she may be doing it on purpose. So the haircut goes on and she continually forces my face to one side or the other, the side that she happens to be standing on. I get what Bevis and Butthead called “Shoulder Boob” a few times and a even few times on the back of my head for good measure. After she was done I thanked her, paid my money and tried to explain that I didn’t need her to wash my hair again because I was going to take a shower, but she thought I was telling her my name. All in all it was an interesting experience.