Hair Cuts

It's bizarre coming home from a haircut and finding myself compelled to write a blog entry specifically about hair cuts, but haircuts here are such glorious, wonderful thing that I find myself not minding having to sit in a chair for an hour while I use my awful, awful Japanese to have a conversation with the stylist about movies and snowboarding and how driving to Sapporo in February is a terrible, awful idea.

Every time I get an hair cut here, whatever happens is different. The past two times I've gotten shampoos with my hair cut, this time I got a weird scalp massage and shoulder massage where the stylist said "Man, sit up straight kid, you've got awful posture" not in words, but by pulling both of my shoulders back as hard as he could.

Sometimes there are other stylist there, and they're always super excited that I'm there. Today I was greeted by a girl I've never seen before in my life who said the equivalent of "BRYAN!! YOU'RE HERE! YOU'RE SUCH A GOOD GUY!" and I had to quickly put on my "Oh, yes, I've seen you before and know exactly who you are" face before it was explained to me that I'd never met this person before. Well, in that case, hajimemashite!

After the cutting process was over, there was quite the shampooing experience followed by me getting my ears shaved (that was new), and he topped it off by spraying something cooling and nice on my scalp.

And all for less than I pay in America! Hurray. =)