Hot girl cutting my hair mentioned her boyfriend within 5 minutes of meeting me
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Date: October 17th, 2017 3:45 AM Author: sickened reading party orchestra pit
I had to stop going to the joint I was getting my locks shorn at for a few months because this one stylist was getting too friendly with me. When I went in she would greet me by my first name and throw some banter my way. But she was really lower class, had acne, told me she used to be overweight and got kicked out of the military for being an alcoholic, and I'd bet money she's done heroin in the past. Very "heroin chic" look to her. In retrospect I should've fucked her. But I would've felt bad.
I started going to another shop, where it was mostly male barbers. Seemed like a manly man's place, which I've never frequented before, because it's easier to deal with single moms than men. So I'm enjoying myself, some chill middle aged dude with a goatee is giving me a good haircut (better than the chicks ever did), so I'm bantering back and forth. I ask "You a family man?" And he reluctantly tells me he has a "partner" and I say something along the lines of "Oh, okay, that's fine." I'm not going to hassle this dude with scissors in his hands for being a fucking queer. But after that I noticed and felt repulsed every time he bumped his crotch onto my arm, though he was clearly not hitting on me. Went back to that place a couple times, but other bros and a chick one time cut my hair. Never the faggot again. Pissed me off though that I put myself out there to go to a real barbershop and I get some dimestore sissy touching me.
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