Monday, June 13, 2005

Haircut

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Went to the barber last week and I remembered a story that happened when I was studying law. One of the lecturers, who always sported a thick long hair for a very long time, came in to our class one day with a very short hair (as short as those inmates in Pusat Serenti)

Student 1: Sir, did you cut your hair?

Lecturer: No

Student 2: Oh come on, sir, we can see that you have cut your hair

Lecturer: No, I did not

Student 3: (Laughing) sir, you have amnesia?

There were numerous arguments from other students and this went on for 10 minutes. Some students were laughing at the lecturer (thinking this guy must have gone made). The lecturer of course kept quiet.

Finally he said this “I did not cut my hair; I just had a hair cut”

For moment, there was silence. Then, we felt ashamed. As 3rd year law students, we should have seen that coming.

Anyway, on my haircut…I went to the local Indian barber and told him “Anne, Epotom Matiri” (“Brother, the usual”). Of course at the end of the session, I had a good massage from the Anne.

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* Before. Bushy and unmanageable

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* After. Note any there difference (other porcupine style hair)?

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