This lolcat really makes me laugh... and reminds of a funny story.
I bet there are few of us ladies out there whom haven't taken a scissor to our own hair!
I have been cutting Pumpkin's hair for about a year and half now, and I cut Fuzzy's hair until he was about 5 and ready to cope with a barber. On and off over the years, I have still trimmed Fuzzy's hair.
Of course, the hair I have cut the most has been my own. Occasionally, I have given myself a whole new style, but usually I am just trimming my bangs.
I guess I began to do my bangs somewhere around age 13 or 14. I thought I knew exactly what was what.
However, it can be quite a different story when you cut someone elses.
Kathy moved into my family home when I was 18. This the end of 1984, and bangs, layered cuts, and big hair were a must!!!
Kathy's bangs were not cooperating and were falling in her face, so like every good best friend would, I stepped in to help out!
Kathy was a bit nervous, she (strangely to me) had never done any home trimming. I felt I was quite competent to help after doing my own bangs for the last 4 years!
Kathy sat on the toilet seat, hair wet and I casually pulled out the hair, sized it up while looking down, and snipped.
Immediately, I realized my error.
Cutting my own bangs, I pulled the hair down straight in front of my face and trimmed across the eyebrow line looking straight ahead.
My perception was NOT the same standing above Kathy, as it would have been had I had HER stand too, and cut straight across.
I was now looking at my best friend's bangs that were about 1 1/2 inches long, maybe, and only in the middle of her forehead, far above the eyebrow line.
And, most of all, WAY WAY WAY too short!
It all happened rather fast.
::: snip::: 'Uh oh!', escaping my lips and Kathy leaping up to look in the mirror.
Oh my, if looks could kill, I certainly wouldn't be here typing this right now!!!
I blabbered how sorry I was and that I knew what I did wrong, but needless to say, I never cut Kathy's bangs again! lol
We tried to camouflage it as best we could, but as we worked and went out together over the next few days, I took all the abuse on the chin as Kathy informed everyone, that 'Dawn cut my bangs!'
I have to say that over the years, we have laughed about it, and I think Kathy will laugh now as soon as she sees the lolcat above, thinking the same thoughts.
I love looking back at what seemed to be a disaster then, and finding the humor now.
I hope you enjoyed it, too.
And, be very careful if you cut your bangs!