Friday, April 11, 2008

• Have you ever been the victim of a bad haircut? Are you willing to share a photo?

  1974.  Tied to the pier in Mayport, Fla.  I wanted to go on liberty, but my hair was too long, so I couldn't leave the ship until it had been cut to standards.  Ship's barbers were gone (already on liberty, no doubt), and so was almost every one else.  A guy from my division said he'd cut my hair for $5, and I was DESPERATE.  Jacksonville Beach was calling, was were many beers, etc.  I ponied up the green, and he dug a pair of scissors out somewhere, and went to work.  After a few false starts, he exclaimed "Okay!  You're ready!"  Without checking his work, I bolted for the enlisted brow (gangplank, but not exactly), where I was inspected by the Chief of the Watch.  He took a look at me, shook his head and muttered something about "depserate", smirked, and cleared me to depart the ship.
  
  When I got to town, I found my friends and was greeted with ... peals of derisive laughter!  I went to the men's rest room to look at myself, and ... well ...
  
  ever watch the Three Stooges?  Imagine Moe, but without the bangs.  Desperate.  Yeah.
  
     

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