The Rock Is Still Alive

I was apprehensive at first. My face was a little flushed, my heart was beating a little irregularly. My palms were sweaty and my eyes were darting around the place. I tried to exude a cool and calm exterior, but in reality I was on a rollercoaster ride and I didn't know where the track would end.

At first they seated me. I tried to remain solid. Around me people were whirling around oblivious to my existence, going about their missions. I perused the magazine in front of me. An article on Johnny Cash, it allowed me to regain some composure. This was good.

I was led to a chair up the back, there I was introduced to a girl named Esther. She was to bathe me. The water was warm and soothing. Her fingers worked in concentric circles around my scalp. It felt good.

Again I was led, this time to a chair from which I could gaze upon myself. I didn't really like what I saw, but I was excited about the transformation that was about to be undertaken. A woman strode up to me, offering her name. It was Vicci. She asked me where I would like to be taken to today. I said your the driver. She asked me if I was certain that I wanted to go to her destination, it could be a place where things are not quite what they seem. I responded in the affirmitive. I was ready.

So yeah, I got a haircut and it turned out pretty well. I was very impressed with the hair stylist (they're not hairdressers anymore you know) working off my right shoulder. She reminded me of a backup singer for Gloria Estefan. Some Miami thing. I could tell you why, but you'd think less of me.

I don't know why I got so uptight about getting a hair cut. I think that when I go in there without any expectations, then I can't leave upset. And you know, it's always nice to have someone looking after you. Especially when she's wearing nice clothes and is pleasant and professional and stuff.

I'm not sure if anybody else will like it, but I don't mind it. The back part is a little dodgy, but everybody makes compromises. It's kind of asymetrical which I don't mind, because I feel a little lopsided sometimes.