First, my hair was becoming a distraction in my class. I would have to re-adjust my hair every few minutes in class and obviously middle school kids are going to pick up on me playing with my hair.
Secondly, I wanted to try something new. I have had long hair for a while now and I was never sold on it. I had to take longer showers; it was messing with my peripheral vision. Most importantly, I like having shorter hair.
Let's dive right into this story now. I went to the hair "studio" and there are 8 Korean women in this place just pointing and giggling at me for not speaking Korean. It was actually pretty funny so I just sort of smiled and laughed with them. The girl who shampooed my hair led me around like I was a blind man. She even held my hand.
The woman who was going to be my hair stylist for the day brought a book over, picked out two photos, and I gave her the thumbs up. What came next was a 30 minute game of charades as I tried to describe how I wanted them to cut my hair.
In the end I gave them my $15, was given a business card, and I left the hair studio looking 100%, no added preservatives Korean.
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