I posted this story in blogspot, and thought what the heck, I'll post it here, too.

No, this isn't a cool story about network security and crack codes. This is hacking of another nature. The kind that occurs when you give a drunken friend a pair of scissors.

I met this lady a few years ago in our laundry room when I was complaining about needing to get my hair cut but hating going to the hair dresser's. She mentioned that she occasionally cuts and styles hair for friends in her apartment, and if I wanted, she could do mine. She did go through school, but ended up working in a salon for only a month before realizing she hated it.

So from then on, this lady has cut my hair. She does it once a year, so I can have shorter hair for the summer. Every April or May we hang out for the day and she does my hair.

Instead of paying her with cash, we barter. One year I took her out for sushi and another year I gave her some textbooks about the Internet and taught her some things about email, search engines, and similar tools. This year, I offered a few bottles of home made wine. I happened to have three batches of wine that I had just bottled. Two of these are Niagara Mist (strawberrry and pink grapefruit) -- if you've never had these, they're more like a "cooler" than a wine, and they're yummy. Like a cooler however, you can drink a few glasses pretty fast without realizing you've been drinking until you stand up and try to cut someone's hair.

I show up at her place this past Tuesday with the wine. Let's Cheers, she says as she opens one bottle -- just one glass to get relaxed while we sit on the balcony.

You guys all know how it goes... one glass turns into a few glasses, turns into too many glasses and whar da hell ish d'schhhhhhhhhizzzerz? She actually said she was too drunk and I should come back tomorrow and I sad, nah, I'm too busy Wednesday, just do it, I don't care... she said no way, and I said, come on.....

I flash back to the time I was five and cut off all my sister's blonde curls with the pinking shears.

We laughed afterwards, but I could see the worried look in my friend's eye. It was pretty bad. I went back yesterday so she could inspect her handy work and fix it up a little. She was pretty upset, but I couldn't stop laughing...

Anyway, it's pretty short. I usually get it cut to my shoulders, but she chopped off an extra couple of inches. It's a bit uneven in some spots, but she fixed that pretty much. Still, it's pretty damn short. I'll be at my usual post on Friday at lunch if you want to have a good laugh.

Posted by Alex @ 05/18/2006 09:05 AM EST

True true!! I hope I don't just shave it all off before the 2 weeks is up!

Posted by wendi @ 05/18/2006 12:29 PM EST

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