My first buzz by Toby

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I had always dreaded getting my haircut. I was about 13 when this happened.. I would always get my haircut the same, 2 inches on top, short on the sides. I was just sitting at home and thought "I think I’m gonna get a buzz cut". I don’t know why I thought that, but I did. I went to my dad and asked him if I could get a buzz cut. We drove to the barbershop, walked in and waited. I had always watched the people get their heads buzzed when I was waiting, and it always looked cool while it was happening. My normal guy wasn’t there, but because it was just a buzz, I didn’t care. We were waiting and my dad goes out and runs some errands, he gives me money, and tells me to tell him that I want a buzz cut. It was finally my turn. My heart was beating, and I walk up to him and say, I want a buzz cut. He questions me, and then things get kind of weird. He starts playing with my hair, talking to me about why I want to do it. I just tell him that I "just want to". He asks me what number I want, and I had no idea what that meant. So he reads me the numbers , and I say " how about a number 2" and I had no idea just how short that was. He then asks me if he can play with my hair, as a confused teenager i just let him. He then just messes it up and puts gel in it, then washes it out. Now time for the haircut. He takes the clippers, and askes me if I’m ready. I say "yes" and he goes right down the middle of my head. My mouth falls open. I’m horrified. He does the entire head and I pay him, and then leave. My dad sees me and says "woah, I didn’t know you’d go that short??" I looked bad, but he didn’t say that, but my brother did. A day didn’t go by that I didn’t hear about my buzz cut. Lots of people’s reactions were just confused, but I liked how it felt, even though I hated how it looked.

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