During the Saturday of this past THON weekend at Penn State at approximately 1 pm, I decided it was time to get my hair cut.
As I'm two minutes into the drive an almost overwhelming sense of dread happens. As the gray clouds hover and the rain drizzles, I am sure that the something today is going to go horribly wrong. It seemed as obvious as the weather. Not due to the weather mind you, but I just had this...feeling that something tragic, something incredibly and irrevocably bad was going to happen.
But then the feeling passed and my reason prevailed saying that today would most likely be like any other Saturday. I would go get my haircut. I would go to work. Jeremy Lin would have ten headlines on ESPN. It would be no different if I had the feeling or not.
Not being a superstitious nor religious person, I found this feeling bizarre. I had never had a feeling like it before. It was liked someone dropped the floor from underneath and there is just a sinking or tugging feeling.
And apparently for no reason.
Was it God? The Devil? My 'Sixth Sense' awakening? Just some kind of random chaotic glitch in my mind? Or just an unexplainable feeling I'm better off not wasting much more time on and better off concentrating on the road?
I went with the last one.
I was now thinking about my haircut and whether or not I should bring up my feeling of dread with whomever was going to be my barber/stylist/hair-cutting person. I wondered if they would think the way I thought about a feeling like that or just found me nuts. I thought they might label me as insane, but hey at least they get to talk for a bit and get their minds off their job.
Conversing with the person cutting your hair seems to produce better results in my opinion. And even if that's not the case, it at least makes me FEEL like the results are better, producing a sense of confidence that probably shows off more than the haircut in the first place.
There's a lot of traffic. While I feel that I should be almost to my destination, I am only about half way there. This would not be a simple in and out hair cut. It seemed like there was too many people were in town for their business not to get a great influx of people.
But the more I thought about it, the more I thought that this would not be the case. And after I finally found a parking spot roughly a block away and walked through the door, my thoughts were pretty much confirmed.
While people might be "due" for a haircut on these kinds of days (Home Football games, THON, Arts Fest, any kind of 'reunion' type event really) rarely will the time be spent to do it on the event day or days. The reasoning, as best I would guess is that the people would rather spend the time with the people that are coming (or that they're visiting) in a meaningful social fashion and not waste time on their personal aesthetics.
As I arrive, there is a younger couple, in line signing in for a hair cut. Together.
Now perhaps it's just me, but I find it a bit unusual to go to the same place and get your hair cut at the same time as your partner. It seems that it would be rare enough that they both would NEED a haircut at the same time, much less talk to each other and agree, to go to the same place.
"Oh hey hun, your hair is getting a bit shaggy"
"Yeah and you keep saying how you want to go with that new style you saw from that girl from the Jersey Shore"
"Yeah, wanna go together?"
"Oh yeah, lets do that! It'll be fun"
This conversation does not exist. But if it did, I'm sure it would involve people who wanted to be like the Jersey Shore characters.
And getting your hair cut is not an impromptu decision either. People typically don't go walking downtown looking for a bite to eat or a coffee and then suddenly say, "Ooh a 'SuperCuts', my lettuce does need a little bit of trimming"
So I decided to ask the girl cutting my hair if this phenomenon happens. Do couples really go out and get hair cuts together? While she said that it's not frequent, it DOES happen. That it's typically a husband and wife and in general they don't think too much of it. However when I posed the question to her whether she and her boyfriend would ever go at the same time, her reply is more along the lines of what I'd expect.
"No, I just think it's a personal thing, besides if he gets his haircut while I'm there I can be pretty judgmental right off the bat and it might bring him down"
This brings me to my ultimate conclusion. Why do we get hair cuts at all? And while some may say its so that we look professional, or look good to the opposite sex both of which are legitimate reasons, in the end I believe we get them for ourselves. That we get our haircuts so that WE feel good and have sense of confidence. Going with someone else and worrying if the other person likes it would deter how the person getting their hair cut would feel independently and reduces confidence in themselves.
Whether or not my own haircut ended up being good or bad, is probably not for me to say. I did however leave feeling confident, I felt good, and while the memory of the feeling of dread had not eroded I did believe that the rest of the day was headed for good things.