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A Second Dilemma

Once, a long time ago, when I was a poor college kid, I decided to shave my head instead of getting a haircut. I don't entirely remember the whole thought process involved, but I do definitely remember thinking that it'd be cheaper. I mean, a cheap set of clippers was way cheaper than paying 15ish bucks every few weeks. It didn't look crappy or anything, so I stuck to this plan.

Fast forward a few years, and I'd been shaving my head for a while. I'd very much gotten used to the whole process, and I didn't think anything of it. However, I'd just started working for a new supervisor at the time, and HE wasn't used to the process. My hair was a little shaggy when I first started working for him, so a couple of weeks after, I shaved my head. Upon walking in to his office, he looked up, and immediately asked, "what'd you do? Lose a bet?" Yeah, it went like that.

Anyhow, the point is that I've shaved my head for a while, and it has always caused a few laughs. Recently, though, it has become the cause of consternation. See, my hair was starting to get a little shaggy, so I needed to shave my head. However, I was also planning a trip to a cold climate almost immediately after. I had a natural inclination to shave my head, but I was also mildly concerned that I would be cold without the protection that hair would provide.

I seriously went back and forth on my plan of attack a couple of times, trying to figure out how to deal with my hair. The worst part, though, was that inaction was basically a decision. I couldn't just put it off and then come back to it later. Every day I waited was basically pushing me towards keeping the hair. Otherwise, I was just going to have even less hair in the cold climate when it did grow back.

However, I did ultimately give in to routine, and I shaved my head. Of course, once the decision was made, I could only sit and wait until I showed up in the cold climate. This only added an element of fear to the trip. I had no choice but to suffer in mental anguish, waiting for the discomfort that was very likely to come.

I lead a rough life, I tell you.

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