I
don’t get the male fascination with girls and long hair. I don’t get the fascination of guys with long
hair for that matter, but that’s a topic for a different day. I have shortish hair, it isn’t a buzz cut or
the reverse mullet I used to rock or manly in any fashion but it is above my
shoulders and I can’t put it in a ponytail.
And, apparently, to some guys, I may as well be bald because if it aint
long it aint hair.
My hair was longish, middle of my back give or
take a shoulder slump, when I decided to get a super cute bob ala Katie
Holmes. I really liked the cut plus I was applying for a job as the manager of a department and I wanted to look all
professional and boss of people like and I didn’t really think my long, pigtail
braids were gonna fit the bill. Besides,
I never wore my hair down. Between
health code regulations in restaurants and the hot as hell temperature in
Florida (and the car with no ac in the hot as hell temperatures in Florida) my
hair was always pulled up into some sort of ponytail. What’s the point in all that hair, all that
V05 shampoo, all that Nice ‘N Easy if I have to spend 2.41 hours per day sculpting
it into the perfect my-hair?-oh-my-gosh!-I-just-pulled-it-up-into-a-ponytail-hot,
ass mess?
I will not have highlights with bleach in the event I grow long enough hair to
chop off and donate. Yeah, I’m altruistic
like that, I don’t mind saving $74 to help out the kids. So, the hair is short, I don’t look as young
as I did with long hair but that goes with the boss of someone territory, but I
like it, I have liked it for almost 2 years.
Then some guy that didn’t even know me when my hair was longer saw a
picture on Facebook or Myspace or Twitter or your third uncle’, neighbor’s, plumber’s, ex-wife’s, new girlfriend’s
porn site and he commented that he like the long hair version of me. Better.
Is that supposed to be a compliment?
Yeah, so, hey? You used to be
pretty and now you’re just…bald.


