I have a new skill. A skill good enough to give me a back-up plan if I completely fail the rest of university.
I could be a barber.
Today I cut the boyf's hair. It actually looks pretty good. This may just be because I was so convinced I'd have his scalp off with the clippers that anything short of a hair studded blood bath is amazing, but even he thinks it looks good. Or at least he's telling me that so as not to hurt my feelings.
Heard Around The Hospital: Father's Day
1 year ago