The one where barber loses money

The one where barber loses money

Hello,

My name is Ajinkya.

Thanks for reading if you did. You should read my 1st story as well :D

My 1st story - The one where barber loses weight money

Barely 2 and a half months were interestingly spent until I felt like a coolie with huge baggage on my head – ‘my hair’. Basically I am unsure of the last time I got my hair cut because I don’t have a fixed schedule as such. As soon I get a threat from my family to stop being a hippie[strictly referring to state of growing lotsa hair], I go visit the same south indian barber who watches the same dd kannada or telugu or tamil TV channel. That same ninja up-till now have robbed me of 2.5 ml of my precious B+ve blood because he’s a couch potato and hairdressing must surely be his part time business. If I say 2 and a half, then its obvious that it’s one of my best sitcom[excluding Kutcher and including sheen].

The top reason I decided to not to visit this barbarian was because I forgot to pay 10 Rupees. 30 Rs was the standard rate for around 2 and half years or so and therefore I carried the same 3 ten rupee notes last time i checked his shop but I was in shock when I was charged 40 fucking bucks! I told him I would be back within no time and now even he must have forgotten me, not that 10Rs. I tried to give a shot to another ‘hairdresser’ ignoring the 10RS firoti[ransom] by the former ‘barber’.

I found the new shop appealing and it smelt good. The existing customers were enthroned with pride and the other two were waiting to get crowned, I was one of the two waiting outside carrying that damn weight. 15 minutes passed. 25 minutes past.

“Woah, he must be a pro” I thought. Suddenly I was called inside the cool soothing shop which seriously felt like a spa even thought I haven’t visited any of the spas. I am sure Spas must be having the same atmosphere.

The man with the designer clothes with lots of hair[94.3% black] sticking all over his clothes was given the authority to chop my 100% black hair. He looked like a 45year old and I didn’t have a slight clue that he was a maharashtrian until ..

“kuthla kat?”[Which style?]

I quickly replied, “Ekdum baarik karun dya!”[Make it short]

“So? Military cut or Soldier cut?”

“What’s the difference? Don’t these two cuts mean the same as the name signifies the same??’

“One requires machine and the other doesn’t”

“FINE. Get me the Machinewaala cut”

And then he started with his ‘machine’ which made my skull feel really good and my chances of quitting the coolie job were increasing exponentially. My face was being rotated with all kinds of angles- acute, right and obtuse. After that sharp machine job, it was time for comb and scissor work.

That guy then wasted 32 seconds just for wearing his spectacles[even blind guy can do that in 23 seconds]! Its not that I was surprised that even nerdy guys[guys having spects] can be hairdressers, it was just that he wore the glasses darn tortoisely after the dangerous machine thing was done with. And he wore that for his comb and scissor work so that he wont scratch my face with his sharp scissors!

“What made you get a hair-cut? You are beginning to look very different now and i am starting to unrecognize you”

I explained my family problem and he laughed not knowing that he is going to earn 30 Rupees just for making me look different. Atlast, after ….lets say 29 minutes[29 is prime], I finally felt the opposite of what an unemployed person feels. I lost around 500grams of weight. That was awesome and I handed him 30 Rs thinking of the fact that I have my exams the next day and my books are with the shopkeeper[That means I haven’t purchased the books yet].

“Hey, its 50!”

Those three words spinned my head right round right round…

“50? That’s too much. Even beauty parlours might be charging not more than 49.”I protested, “30 is the standard rate and that’s why I have brought nothing more than 30 Rs.”

“Nope. Actually 70 is the current rate. We take less as compared to other shops.”

“Okay! I didn’t know that. Wait, I live nearby and I will get your remaining 20 bucks within 5 minutes”

Wow! Things haven’t changed, have they ? I am sure that south indian guy still charges 30 bucks, erm 40 bucks. I made an unbreakable vow to visit that guy the next time I become a hippie and pay him the pending 10 Rs…only if he charges 40 bucks :P