The Last Mon Standing

Last Saturday night i had my usual haircut

imagine this, the barber started cutting the hairs on my back, then on the side, then on the  top, he made sure that they are all even, each with a length of a centimeter… except my bangs, or rather the hairs on my forehead that he left untouched to become my bangs…

So again, as usual, i told him to cut those hairs… so he cut a few lengths from it. But my bangs were still a bit longer than what i want it to be. Again i told him to cut them, now a little bit shorter… his response was positive… still, i was not satisfied so i asked him again.. now he refused, he said that i have a super duper extra large forehead and the bangs supposedly helps me a lot to hide my devastating state or at least to minimize its… yeah its size…

Didn’t he know that they still wont cover my forehead because i’ll put gel on it later on, and anyway, as a KONOHA ninja, i can still use my forehead protector to hide it!!!

So i insisted again, "CUT MY HAIR A BIT SHORTER YOU OLD FART!!!" 

But he stood his ground; he gave me this menacing look and said, "Do you know that i eat children, especially those UNFORTUNATE ONES who had their bangs cut." (No exclamation point)

So i gave up

i raised the white flag

Anyway i can still cut it at home ….