On dumb decisions

Before you all start to think Wade is taking over blogging responsibility entirely (and doing a fine job at it)...a quick blog about bad hair cuts. Yes, they happen all over the world. Unfortunately, I can't blame India (the whole country) for this one... I think I own it. Having gone three months without a haircut, let alone a highlight to cover the mounting grey, I decided it was time. Besides, the executives are all coming for a visit next weekend, and I wanted to look respectable. I should definitely get my hair cut... NOW, I decide.
To refresh, we live out in the 'burbs. Going into town takes a serious battle with traffic most days and a discussion with a driver. A walk to the club house takes... five minutes. Having fixed on getting myself a hair cut, I ignore the fact that Caden's hair looks like it was cut by Edward Scissorhands for four seconds before he tired and forgot about the other half. I make myself an appointment with the same place. (Yes, friends, hind sight is a nice thing to have.)
I show up relaxed after a two hour massage (that was a good decision but left me perhaps off-guard) and settle into my chair. A fresh-faced 14-year-old (we'll call him Ed) comes up behind me, runs his fingers through my hair quizzically and says:
Ed: Shall I cut it straight?
Ang: (Thinking, what are my other options? Crooked? Curly? Maybe I should run...) I was thinking the same shape, just an inch shorter?
Ed: hmmm (more running fingers through hair, exploring this "shape")
Ang: Have you done this before? (Yes seriously I did say that out loud)
Ed: Yeah ma'am. (Picks up scissors)
Ang: (thinking, how bad could it be?)
Cutting ensues furiously.
Ed: Ok ma'am
Ang: Uh, perhaps we could taper this four inch cliff between the new bangs and the hair in back? (motioning to the left side of my new mullet)
Ed: hmmm (Cuts off another three inches) Yeah ma'am.
Ang: Perhaps we could do the same thing on the right side too?
Ed: Hmmmm (off with another four inches) Yeah ma'am
Ang: Ok, looks good (thinking please just make it stop)
Ed: See, I've cut fine hair before (proudly)

Anyhow, Wade helped straighten it out a little this morning with a few more snips. He even tried to make me feel better by soliciting Caden for some affirmation ("Don't you like mommy's haircut?). Caden responded with "I like it a little more longer." Nice.