My Hair

There’s not as much of it as there used to be. It happens to most guys as they get into middle age, and I have no doubt that my recession was slightly accelerated by the years of having a ponytail. Anyway, that’s not the point of this post. I have been going to the same stylist for the last four years. Before that I had this amazing Japanese woman who cut my hair. She cut my hair for two years before sadly moving to New York. Well, she didn’t move to New York sadly, I was sad that she moved. Now, four years later, I called to make an appointment to groom my shaggy hairstyle, and they informed me that my stylist no longer worked out of that salon.

I have no way of finding out where he is working now. So I made an appointment with one of the other stylists that work out of the salon. It seems odd to me though, I am not attached to the salon at all. If I knew where he went, I would go there.