This post goes out to that slow-moving, decrepit, disdainful, chain-smoker's wheezing, lung-hacking, locks-wrenching hairdresser I had a brief encounter with on Friday:

Errors in Communication Between My Hairdresser and Me,

in the Form of What I Said and What He Heard.
BY JEZ BURROWS
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"Just a little off the length, and a little thinned out?"
"Could you make me look like a clown's apprentice?"
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"A little shorter, thanks."
"I want the style that would emerge if you combined all three of Charlie's Angels."
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"Just the usual - little shorter and thinner."
"You know when you have a bubble bath and you shape it all around your head? I want it like that."
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"If you could take some of the width off, that'd be great."
"If you could make it hard for me to appear in public, that'd be great."
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"Of course it isn't OK - you've disfigured me beyond repair. I look like a mushroom."
"That's perfect. Take my money."