A little off the top...oops

So, it's getting hot. When that happens, my forehead starts to break out like a teenager's. To fix this, I get a haircut to some of my hair off of my face. Well, this year I wanted to go all out and just shave it down with a number four -- whatever that means.

Unfortunately, before I got the chance to do so my boss went and got his cut down to one length. So now I couldn't do it without copying my boss. No one likes a copycat. So I told the woman my dilemma and asked what cuts were popular people with my hair-type. She said she knew just the thing.

I should have thought it through. I live in a place where the popular things are determined by a 40 percent military, 30 percent trash, 20 percent punk kids and 10 percent miscellaneous population. And now all of that is represented on my head.