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The Grooming of Avitable

For the past four years (as of today), I have been going to the barber every single week.  That’s 208 trips, almost always at 10 AM on Tuesday, where I get a shave and a trim every week, a haircut every other week, and a wax every three weeks.

The very first time I went to the barber, I hadn’t shaved or gotten my haircut in well over four months.  It either looked like I was homeless or that I ate Ted Kaczynski.  I had heard about this place for a few months, and the idea of a place where, for around $75/month, I could get unlimited shaves and haircuts, was pretty appealing.

That first trip, I spent four hours in a barber chair.  I walked in a homeless grizzly bear and walked out a clean-shaven grizzly bear.  And I’ve been going back ever since.

21 thoughts on “The Grooming of Avitable”

  1. It’s so weird, we’ve known each other for so many years, both as acquaintances and close friends and confidantes, and yet the psychology behind your thinking that anyone actually fucking cares about shit like this continues to fascinate me.

  2. My hubby makes very regular trips to the barber as well. It freaked me out when we were first together, but then I realized that a man who takes care of himself will probably be pretty good at taking care of *me*! Plus, he’s pretty.

  3. $75 a month for all that is a very good deal. I should get my hair cut more often than I do. It grows fast and is very wavy. But, my barber doesn’t offer any service other than haircuts.

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