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As an after note Wifey is away for a few days so I will give the beard a shot again, last time I tried I was in Saudi, it was going quite well till my Saudi mate said, oh you look like an Arab now, whoosh, the beard disappeared in a flash
As a non-hirsute member of the human species, except on the cranium, face shaving to me is just a simple daily task to feel clean. Therefore, I always thought that 'not-shaving' was a manly thing like 'not-showering' or not changing socks.
Last week I ventured into one of those new 'barber' shops that have sprung-up all over Bali. Hitherto I've always had a haircut in the same salon as my wife has her hair done...which usually includes a cream-bath and shoulder massage. I never really liked all that pampering as I'm used to the military zoom-cut and out....or, let my hair grow till I was forced to cut lest people thought I was a girl....I did say I was a non-furry species.
This barber-shop was full of big hairy guys all having shaves and hair-cuts...the desk-girl said it would only be a short wait but she lied. I witnessed the most 'pompadouring' since I last saw a movie about eighteenth century France. I never realized that to obtain those bearded-faces took so much trouble and precision to get the geometric shapes demanded...and those guys were so demanding. One had very little hair on top and it still took a good half-hour to get it right according to his desire for a little fuzz instead of a clean bald look. My driver had gone to do his prayers so I was stuck watching this show until it was my turn. I said 'short back and sides' and heard this undercurrent hush as most who heard looked at me with disdain...I added "and please hurry." An oogh! was heard from a guy while admiring his Harley t-shirt and stroking his newly-formed goatee. He was waiting for his friend with the fuzz and they walked out together...holding hands.
I quickly paid and jumped into my car which had just pulled-up outside....my crew-cut (potong rambut Rp10,000) driver smiled a knowing smile.
My wife was delighted with my neat hairstyle and said I should go there more often.
I then thought I might, like Anglian, savour 'not-shaving' for a while and go back to get the full 'wimpy-wooshy' treatment like those other guys....I deserve it...


and not a wimp..

