Zman has been needing a haircut for about 3 weeks now. Within the last week, it became a desperate plea. But Fadre and I have been busy, so when S (the girlfriend) show up earlier this week, I put her to good use.
Now the only story I’ve heard about involving S and a pair of clippers involved a dog, no guard on the clippers, pink skin, and the dog running away. BUT! It’s not my hair and I figure she’s got a vested interest in what he looks like, so we let her loose.
Just look at her customer service skills when Zman gets hair in his eye. Yeah, she’s a natural…..