A tradie went viral this week after blowing up at a barber who he claimed left him with a lopsided buzz minimize.
The tradesman insisted on paying for the allegedly substandard haircut earlier than storming out. The change has sparked a dialog on-line, with some saying they might by no means be courageous sufficient to complain and others recounting their worst haircut experiences.
Right here Guardian Australia writers – in what virtually turned a bunch remedy session – inform us about their worst haircuts. You may share yours within the feedback beneath.
Graham Readfearn
I used to be in the course of an virtually year-long backpacking journey around the globe in 2000. My hair was getting what I’d describe as fairly lustrous however my then girlfriend had one other phrase. Anyway, we had been in a city someplace south of Santiago and I gave in and located a barber. I emerged into the Chilean solar wanting just like the love baby of a Nineteen Sixties Paul McCartney and Sharon Strzelecki. At the least I didn’t stick out – each different male appeared to have the identical haircut. And no, I don’t have photos.
Janine Israel
After I moved to London, paying for a haircut appeared prohibitively costly. So I signed as much as be a “hair mannequin” (AKA guinea pig) at a flowery salon in Covent Backyard. The waiver I signed meant I used to be handing myself over to the stylist to do no matter they happy. My hairdresser stated he needed to copy the coiffure he’d given the day earlier than to a girl with dead-straight blond hair on my shoulder-length curly brown hair. Then he proceeded to chop my hair to the size and form of an affordable clown wig, with a weird band of 2cm-long tufts across the hairline. It might need seemed edgy on the blond however on me it seemed like a lawnmower had damaged down halfway doing by means of the job, and from the horrified look on the hairdresser’s sweating face, he knew it.
Nick Miller
Fairly early in my profession on the West Australian newspaper I switched from darkish brown to blond hair, for no clear purpose I can now bear in mind. They stopped sending me to political doorstops as a model safety measure. After that I had vibrant crimson hair and an eyebrow ring, once more I can’t recall why, and so they switched me to a desk-bound column job for some time, and the principle editorial cartoonist drew a caricature that senior editors shared round afternoon information convention.
Luca Ittimani
I went on a TV present and stated if I received the trophy I’d get a bowl minimize with it. I received, and my mate put the trophy on my head and chopped. I wouldn’t have the straight Beatle-style locks required to maintain a bowl minimize flat so it simply seemed like half my regular wavy hairdo had gone lacking.
However I used to be dedicated – I saved the minimize for practically a month, the fixed enlargement of the hair above my ears solely accentuated by the absence of something beneath. Who knew my brow might look so large?
Ben Doherty
I’ve bought a mate who’s a rock star. He’s admirably self-effacing about it however that’s what he’s: a bona-fide, write-in-on-your-tax-return, rock star. We used to kick round in bands collectively however he was all the time destined for better issues: his life is now sold-out stadiums throughout the US, pool events with the Wu-Tang Clan, his face on T-shirts.
Allied to his extraordinary musical expertise, this man has a simple, charming charisma. He went and bought a haircut that was very cool on the time: a supremely excessive buzz minimize up the perimeters, betopped by a cheeky fringe. He wore it, it seemed wonderful. I assumed, “Yeah, I might completely nail that.”
I didn’t nail it. It was terrible and aggressive and made me look thuggish. Pictures from the time make me cringe. I believe I ended up simply shaving my head and beginning once more – chastened and altogether extra cautious about making an attempt to be cool.
Gabrielle Jackson
I used to be going by means of a serious life change in London – I’d give up my job and was planning to journey and write a e book, so felt I wanted a brand new haircut to mirror the brand new me. I made a decision to go away my outdated hairdresser of a few years, considering she was too edgy and “didn’t get me”. So I attempted out a brand new, very costly and “stylish” hairdresser in London, who had given good friend essentially the most good bob. At this new place they provide you a glass of wine earlier than the minimize, so the stylist can get to you already know you. Overcome by how cool the hairdresser was, I gave my consent to an asymmetrical bob.
‘Claire, it’s French!’
It was so unhealthy – everybody I knew simply stared at me dumbfounded. I went out for a drink and who was the one different individual within the bar? My outdated hairdresser! And I felt personally attacked by the Fleabag asymmetrical bob storyline.
