A Busy Day at Master Barber's Busy Barber Shop  (Part 11)

Ma’am the Female Police Officer looked at Bella “and said YEAP our turn soon Bella” with a serious look on her face. Bella replied “Ma’am YES Ma’am” with a smile on her face.  

Ma’am same as Madam is a term used when addressing a woman of important position in a polite and respectful way.

Again the barbershop door opened and the two women whom stood facing the Barberry shrub walked in. “Are you open they asked simultaneously?” looking at Master Barber.

“Yes we are come on in… said Sir.

“God, we are glad that your open and that we were finally brave enough and decided to walk
in “said Rachel batting her long brown hair around her face whilst her friend stood silently.

Imee, the Filipino lady hair-cutter quickly responded ”Your faces are all covered with drizzle and looking like your miserable  and troubled with of some kind heartache or hiding from someone, what is wrong?”  

“Well ….  I am heartbroken and I guess that shows with the twinge of anguish and sadness on my face” said Rachel whilst her friend nodded her head in agreement silently.

“Some tissues … Here wipe that drizzle of your faces and take a seat here in the waiting area whilst I get you both some hot coffee…” said Imee the Filipino lady hair-cutter.

Imee, a Filipino name commonly known in the Philippines as the name of Imelda and Ferdinand Marcos daughter. Marcos was president of the Philippines until 1986. The word Imee has both a Germanic and Spanish origin meaning ‘entire battle’.

Bella moved over closer to Rachel putting her arm around her shoulder in a comforting and reassuring gesture “your long hair is all wet and dripping let me get you a towel and help you dry it ok?”

A heartening and emotional somber could be felt in the waiting area as Bella walked over past the area where Master Barber (Sir) was in the midst of finishing  Django  the teenage boys’ very short high and tight flat top and took two clean red towels from the rack at the back wall.

Both Rachel and her friend Aubrey were batting long hair around their faces dripping of water all over their faces and dresses. It was very much apparent that the wind and the rain had played major havoc with both their hairdos. Not that either of them seemed to care about their present appearance any more.  

Rachel wore what looked very much like one of MaxMara’s Pianoforte range, a dress that would put any woman on the fashion radar looking evening wear elegant as she did in the Blasone dress.  Her dress was an intricate play on drapery; layers of silky black fabric fell from ruffled shoulders and cross at the waist for a flattering finish which she had teamed up a pair of statement high heels. One would assume she was out to up the ante and make an impression on some lucky guy.

Her friend Aubrey wore a Victoria Beckham sequin front tunic dress. Made using black crepe, it featured three quarter-length sleeves, an above thigh-grazing hem and the all-important tonal and multicolored stripe sequin embellishment. It was a perfect after-dark outfit complimented with her high heeled boots and a clutch for the playfully chic look night out.

Here we go gal’s said Bella as she handed each of them a red towel and said … “let’s dry that hair girls before you catch a cold”.

Bella, took her seat next Rachel  once again, putting her arm around her shoulder in a comforting and reassuring gesture and  saying “over here lets dry that very wet long hair dripping all over your dress…… “as she gently helped to pull Rachel to bend over  and point her head towards her lap, flipping  her hair over her head so it's in front of her face and hanging down into the red towel that covered Bella’s lap.

Bella now ran her fingers through Rachel’s hair to remove any knots and tangles before wrapping it up with the towel, tucking the towel behind Rachel’s ears before twisting the hair in the towel until it was completely wrapped. 

Bella then asked Rachel to raise her ahead and flipped the towel back over her head, tucking in that hanging part of the towel at the back. “Now relax and drink and the coffee that Imee has made whilst I take care of your friend Aubrey’s hair” said Bella.

Rachel’s friend Aubrey 5’10” and very slim looked at Bella and asked “Do you work here?”
Bella with a caring look in her eyes said “No… No... Me and my friend Stephanie the Female Police Officer (Ma’am) are here for our haircuts. Now come let me dry that hair of yours”

Aubrey moved over and took her seat next to Bella.  Bella put her arm around her shoulder in a comforting and reassuring gesture and said “over here let’s dry that very wet long hair dripping all over your dress…… “as she gently helped to pull Aubrey to bend over and point her head towards her lap, flipping her hair over her head so it's in front of her face and hanging down into the red towel that covered Bella’s lap.

Bella now ran her fingers through Aubrey’s hair to remove any knots and tangles before wrapping it up with the towel, tucking the towel behind Rachel’s ears before twisting the hair in the towel until it was completely wrapped. 

Bella then asked Aubrey to raise her head and flipped the towel back over her head, tucking in that hanging part of the towel at the back. “Now relax and drink and the coffee that Imee has made you whilst I take care of your friend Aubrey’s hair” said Bella.

As Aubrey sat up and took her first sip of the coffee that Imee had made for her and Rachel she looked at Rachel and Bella in the face and said “thank god we decided to walk and not get stuck in that taxi queue. Every taxi that had gone past since was occupied and the fresh windy drizzle and rain opened our eyes and helped us find a lovely new friend like you Bella”.

Bella looked at Imee with a reassuring gesture and replied “your welcome...  thank god Sir’s Barber Shop here was open and the fact that we got to meet you gals”.

“So what brings you gals here in those expensive dresses that would put any woman on the fashion radar?  “asked Stephanie the Female Police Officer (Ma’am).

“So …. So true Ma’am... We've never had any girl com in dressed in such fashion that I could only ever dream of “said Imee, the Filipino lady hair-cutter.

Rachel looked at Bella, Stephanie and Imee with a twinge of sadness on her face and said” it’s a long story and I don’t want to bore and worry you all… but we hadn't planned on visiting a barbershop when we left home some six hours ago. We were out to have fun and let off steam until ……anyway the coffee is so lip-smacking good ‘lip-lumalagutok masarap’ Imee”.

All could see tears starting to drop on Aubrey’s face as Rachel spoke. Sir had now walked back to his work bench and picked up his electric clippers again, this time with no guard, Andis Black Clipper Comb commonly used for clipper cuts or flattops and the clipper-over-comb cutting technique.

 He turned looked at Imee, Bella, Stephanie, Rachel, and Aubrey and said “in all my years as a barber I have never had women dressed so beautifully in runway fashion grace my chair” and walked over to Django’s right side to start the clipper-over-comb cutting technique. 

Rachel’s face suddenly showed her bashful, shy look and a few tears of joy could be seen fall quietly for a few seconds as Sir continued making headway with shearing off Django’s tresses.

Master Barber used the comb to elevate segments of Django’s hair that was spiked up on the top of his head starting at the right side and then cut by one stroke of the electric clippers which he held in his barbers’ cutting hand leaving Django’s hair a little shorter than two (2) inches long on the top of his head.

Aubrey then broke out and said with a serious voice and tears falling from her eyes “well we were at a club dancing the night away and decided to go outside a breath of fresh air when Rachel walked past a small car with misted windows parked just to the right of the club’s main entrance and through them she saw the silhouette of a couple snogging, and she felt a twinge of sadness and a sudden yearning for Liam her lover, whom she had dumped almost twelve months ago now”.  

She sobbed for a few seconds then with a lot of anger on her face said “The bastard had been unfaithful. OK, he had pleaded with her to forgive him, but she just knew he would stray again, and again – he was that sort. All the same, she still misses him a lot at times, and she always wonders where he is now. What he was doing tonight. Who he was with…...He’d be with a girl for sure.

And I am no better; it's been a year since I got dumped. Frankly, I would not blame any of you for being at the point of thinking—if not saying—"Why the frick haven’t’ these bitches gotten over this yet?

I and Rachel wonder the same thing ourselves and that’s part of the reason why were sitting here now... In a Barber Shop I mean heartbroken. There's that saying that it takes half the length of the relationship to "get over it."

Ma’am the Female Police Officer replied “if that were the case, you would have another year and four months to go. For the love of God let me help you gals!"

Rachel and Aubrey looked at each other with a sense of relief on their faces reprieve, respite as if they had just been handed out a stay of execution.

“So why are you really here in this Barber Shop” asked Bella with a sense of intrigue.

“I've always been the type that once burned does not stop smarting from the sting. Walking along the street under the rain & battling the wet long hair around our faces made me ponder whilst standing besides that spiny Barberry shrub with yellow flowers and red berries across the road facing this Barbershop directly whether it’s time we both did away with the past” said Aubrey.

Rachel then looks at Ma’am the Female Police Officer and said “well theirs a small part of me that is still pissed-off at my childhood best friend for seemingly deciding that I wasn't cool enough to be friends with anymore come high school because of the way I wear my hair and the time I spend brushing it. 

Till the very day I remain absolutely livid that my cousin, who was one of my closest friends growing up, cut me out of her life because of a fight between my father and hers over the  amount of shampoo and conditioner I used over the pyjama party weekend at her house. 

You know its’ so livid that I've continued to have vivid dreams of cursing her out for her lack of loyalty to our relationship.                                     

Right now, If you asked me for the short list of people I hate, its that bastard Liam the ex-boyfriend and lover, whom I had dumped almost twelve months ago now and also a another male friend from high school who was my childhood best friend and a complete a-hole to me at the time, as well as my cousin — would be on it.

All of them expressed jealousy and commented how childish, insecure and frivolous I was wasting so much time taking care of my long hair rather than being with them.

When Liam was no longer showing me any signs of his apasionarse… you know no more signs of getting enthusiastic about something or madly passionate about me I felt there was something behind it.

Liam that bastard used my hair as his excuse for  having been unfaithful, saying that he felt overpowered and sandwiched by me and that my having long hair was a the reason based on the scapegoat or stereo typed presumption that having long hair is the source of a hero's powers that allowed me to have so strong an effect on him and others that he was unable to resist or control me and or rather my so called commitment to obey God's command for me personally not to cut it.

He claimed that many other women with modern tales, told him that my hair was my emotional anchor that unless cut off renders  him mentally overwhelmed, forced into being defeated by me,  powerless, vulnerable ,  physically helpless and unable to fight back.

“What about you Aubrey?” asked Bella.

“For me I feel as if I'm almost over the heartbreak. There's not one ounce of me that's still physically attracted to him. While I miss the friendship we had, the way he made me laugh, the sweet things he would do, like running his hand gently through my long hair as if it were a comb, like plate the dinner he made from scratch like we were dining at a fancy restaurant, and the fun we had travelling together, I cannot honestly say I don't also miss him as my boyfriend, lover at all.

Each time I look in the mirror I miss his gentle hand running gently through my long hair as if it were a comb and the affectionate emotions he would express each and every time.  I sometimes dream about him and have these horrible nightmares over the fact that he’s with some other girl now. I picture him running his hand through her long hair and cannot live with that” said Aubrey.

“For some women Jewelry; Vast wardrobes; Footwear; Cosmetics but for some weird reason, none of them are the most prized possessions for either of you two individuals; instead, it's... hair” said Ma’am the Female Police Officer with a serious look on her face eyeing both Aubrey and Rachel.

“You know  I think it’s time for you both to take a clear-headed conscientious look at yourselves; your misery obscurity and gloom  in the mirror here then compare and realize the difference and importance, of a Self-induced Haircut to indicate a change in your values, goals instilling  a much needed change in character and an Expository Hairstyle Change when there's a new stereo type hairstyle fashion virus in the air to please the status quo”  added Ma’am the Female Police Officer.

Rachel then burst out and said “Heartbreak is fucking difficult but in reality easier to get over than anger. I have so much anger left. I feel angry at him for breaking my heart, for stringing me along, and for betraying our very deep friendship as well as relationship. I feel angry that he lied to save face, rather than telling the truth so that I could face reality and fix it sooner.

I feel so angry that he left me with an at times paralyzing insecurity and doubt in myself and in my chances of ever being loved again. I feel angry that these insecurities have caused me to act like complete idiot in friendships and the romances I've tried out since.

I am so stupid — I haven't totally screwed-up anything romantic since that had the potential to be significant yet (hopefully!), but I still don’t feel good shedding insecure tears for dudes I barely know” as she sobbed and shed more tears.

The term “fucking” and adjective used for adding emphasis and express anger. To many is it an extremely offensive expression used for emphasizing what you are saying and especially to show levels of extreme  anger.

Barber Wallace put the clippers down and hit the foam dispenser and white foam came out of it. He came back around Django and applied the warm white foam to his hairline across his nape and over his ears. He took a towel and placed it over his shoulder. He then took a straight razor and ran it over a leather strap on the side of the chair.

Master Barber Wallace (Sir) could now be seen tilting Django’s head straight forward and sliding the razor into his nape scrapping it across the back of his neck. He ran it up over his right ear and down his right cheek. He went around to his left side and ran the razor over his left ear as well and down his other cheek. He wiped his hairline off with a towel and threw the towel into a bin.

He put some lotion on his hand and applied it to Django’s skin that was previously covered with long tresses of hair where he had just shaved. The smell was that of masculine guys’ aftershave lotion and very cooling on the teenage boys’ skin.

  (To Be Continued - Parts 12 through 20 will follow soon) 

A Busy Day at Master Barber's Busy Barber Shop  (Part 10)

“No need Bella” said Stephanie the Female Police Officer (Ma’am) as she walked over to look at how Cindy’s Regulation Juvenile Lockup Haircut was progressing. She looked at Cindy’s head as it was tilted back by Sir’s hand and his other hand made pass after pass with humming clippers from Cindy’s fringe across the top of her head quickly in swift motions all the way to her crown, and said “shorter for this one Sir can?”

“Ma’am YES Ma’am” replied Sir.

Surprisingly, Bella looked at the female police officer and Master Barber and said with a smile on her face “she’s looking good Sir and will look even better when shorter... Yeap shorter Sir.”

Master Barber finished with the clippers and took a spray bottle and sprayed the top of Cindy’s hair making it soaking wet. Sir now picked up his Andis Black Clipper Comb and his Joewell M2 Series professional Shears with Offset Handle (Professional Barbers scissors) moved back behind young Cindy and tilted her head back towards him again before taking the Black Clipper Comb and starting at the front of her head  and working all the way back raising the wet hair so it was sticking up spiked  and cutting it all the way down to the same length as a military academy boys’ extra short induction flattop usually reserved for cadets with a big mouth or those who try and tell the barber how to cut their tresses. The spiked hair at the top of Cindy’s head did not exceed the length of 1.00 to 1.55 inches at her fringe.

Now with a smile on his face Master barber tilted her head straightforward and slid the razor into her nape scrapping it across the back of her neck. He ran the razor up over her right ear and down her right cheek. He went around to her left side and ran the razor over her left ear as well and down her other cheek. He wiped my hairline off with the towel and threw the towel into a bin.

Just as Sir went to put some lotion on his hand and apply it to young Cindy’s skin where he had just shaved her sound of heavy rain and blowing wind becoming stronger could be heard outside.

The smell was that of masculine guys’ aftershave lotion and very cooling on Cindy’s skin.

Barber then took a dusting brush and poured some baby powder onto it. He brushed off her neck and over her ears and forehead while he loosened the cape.

 In the distance could be heard the wail of a siren, sounded like a police car or paddy wagon and became louder as it got closer to the barber shop.

Sooner then thought the paddy wagon had pulled up outside the barbershop and a male police office could be seen getting out from the passenger’s side door and proceeding to unlock the paddy wagon’s rear doors in readiness for transporting the four female prisoners to Juvenile Detention Center.  

Ma’am now made her way to the Barber Shop door and could be heard saying “They are all ready for you Bear” before coming back inside and with a loud voice shouted “on your feet now you lot” pointing to Fat girl, Asian Girl and Alcee three of the four female Juvie’s in the waiting area.

Bear, Short for "Smokey the Bear" in reference to the hats worn by some U.S. state police being similar to that of "Smokey the Bear".

Master Barber now removed the cape and unlocked the handcuffs that  had secured Cindy’s backside to the chair and said out loud in a serious and commanding voice “girl move your bum and join your friend’s over there now” pointing to Fat girl, Asian Girl and Alcee.

The Barber Shop door opened as two male police officers, muscular men with giant bodybuilder muscle wearing the Smokey Bear hats walked in.

“Ok here they are all four” said Ma’am to the Bears before one of the Bears looked at the four girls and with a stern voice said “hands behind your backs’ now all four of you”. The other Bear then proceeded behind the girls to apply PlastiCuffs on each of the four girls’ hands.

PlastiCuffs, another type of handcuffs (also called FlexiCuffs or Double Cuffs) are a form of physical restraint for the hands, using plastic straps. They function as handcuffs but are cheaper and easier to carry than metal handcuffs, and cannot be reused.

This traditional form of plastic handcuffs is cable ties, using either two interlocking straps, or a single cable tie around both wrists.

One at a time each girl was cuffed before being led out to the paddy wagon by the other Bear. First into the Paddy Wagon was Fat girl followed by Alcee, Asian Girl and finally Cindy.

The Paddy Wagon is a Police Van specially adapted inside the vehicle with a large Cell or Cage usually employed for the transportation of prisoners.

Finally all four were in the paddy wagon and one of the two Bears came back into the Barbershop  with a smile on his face, looked at Ma’am and said “what about that one” pointing to Bella.

Ma’am quickly replied” Oh Gosh No…. Bella is my best friend and you have not forgotten anyone thanks Paul”.

“Ok Ma’am…. just checking” said Paul with a cute smile on his face as he looked Bella in the eye and winked at her.

Bella being the shy girl she is just smiled back quietly and looked at the floor before face was covered with blush.

Sir now looked at Imee and said”May isang taong tumangay up ang tambak na mapahamak buhok ngayon” someone sweep up these damn piles of hair now.

Imee, the Filipino lady hair cutter quickly responded”kaagad master barber ginoo kaagad’ right away master barber sir right away. 

Bella, quickly said “Imee let me help you” and walked towards  the back of the shop and took the Ergo Dustpan With Broom, 12 Wide, Metal with a Vinyl Coated Handle, Black/Silver and proceeded to sweep up the hair piles.

Whilst Imee swept the floor, Bella held the Ergo Dustpan so that Imee could sweep all the tresses of hair into it with the broom to get away from Paul and hide the blush that now covered her face as well as her feeling embarrassed which was clearly visible by the fact that she had turned red in the face.

“Ok then we better roll then” said Paul to Ma’am before looking in Bella’s direction and saying “I reckon you would look really cute with a short haircut too Bella” and started making his way to the Barbershop door.

Bella looked up briefly in Paul’s direction and gave him a smile before pretending to look away at the floor again and mumbling the words “Thanks I hope so Bear”.

Bear made brief eye contact with Bella and winked again before opening the Barbershop door and being faced with two women looking awfully strange & battling the wet long hair around their faces standing besides a spiny Barberry shrub with yellow flowers and red berries across the road facing the Barbershop directly.

A Barberry or Genus Berberis of family Berberidaceae has many species, including the American barberry (B. canadensis) best known for its widely toothed leaves compares to the European barberry (B. vulgaris) which has more closely toothed leaves.

Just as the Barbershop door was about to close a teenage boy walked in. He looked like on of those kids who hadn't hit puberty yet, and his parents had finally decided it was time to show him who's in the driver's seat.

He looked like he had never set foot in a barber’s shop. His hair had grown in magnificent ringlets down his back, quite often he could have been mistaken for a girl.

As the boy neared the waiting area he looked at Sir  & Imee the Filipino lady hair cutter and said “I have to get my haircut please Ma’am or my mom will tie me up and shave my head bold when I get home”.

Master Barber (Sir) looked at the boy and said with a commanding voice, “Sure...   get your butt over here now.” Pointing to the barber chair where Alcee, Jonathan, Cindy and many others had been shorn.

The boy said nothing and walked over to the chair.

Sir showed no mercy in taking grip of the boys’ head and placing a neck strip tightly around his neck with just enough room to breathe before pushing his head forward and throwing a white cape around the boys’ body, simultaneously pulling the cape up securely and forcing it around his neck, pinning it securely and fastening the stud of the cape tightly around his neck before he asked him

“What’s your name boy?

“Django” he answered.

“How do you want your haircut today Django?” asked Sir with a serious look on his face.

“My MOM said to make sure I have it cut very short high and tight flat top. Mom said that since I am not paying for the haircut with my own money but hers’ I don’t have anything to say about it and if I came back home with anything longer she would tie me up and shave my head bold” replied Django.

Inevitably, some parents may regard threatening ones’ teenage son to tie him up and shave his head bold if he did not get his haircut draconian or drastically harsh or even a form of middle-class child abuse.

The reality of the matter is Django looked like a girl and would have kept his hair long, and so long it was, he would have continued to be teased and mistaken for a girl.

The reality is that 'tricking' your son into getting a haircut by telling him that you would tie him up and shave his head bold; that girls won't be interested in him with his messy long hair, or that insects like making their nests in long hair is much better then having him teased and embarrassed in public by strangers.

Sir didn't  give Django a chance to explain or question his mother’s instructions further. One could see the fear in his face and feel for him as his heart must have began to beat faster and faster.

What was to happen next was a hair cut that can only be compared to the awkwardness of a one fingered teenage boy trying to open a bra for the first time.

All that could be heard was Master Barber’s Electric Andis Clippers and Django‘s moaning as he felt the buzzing sensation on the back of his neck and watched as his hair fell into his lap -- higher and higher the clippers worked their way, shearing away all the tresses of hair he had touching his shoulders to a regulation short high and tight flat top.

          
  (To Be Continued - Parts 11 through 19 will follow soon) 

A Busy Day at Master Barber's Busy Barber Shop (Part 9)

Mum made her way to the counter and paid the cashier for Jonathan’s haircut before looking at the Female Police Officer (Madam) and Bella and saying “My god you were so spot on and dead right I had nothing to worry about he looks like the handsome grammar school boy he is now”

Both Bella and the Female Police Officer smiled and Bella replied “See you back here again one day Jonathan you good looking spunk”.  Jonathan said nothing but smiled and left with his mum.

The word “spunk” is an Australian / New Zealand / American slang term referring to hot, sexy person with an x-factor and quality of mind showing enthusiasm, boldness, energy, courage, determination and motivation.

“You know he really looks so cute even though I nearly gasped at the sight at first. You could barely recognize him as the long haired boofy head that came in with his mum; he now really looks like a spunky guy out of the 1950’s. I really like the boyish look and how his hair was cut in a very high and tight fade with a part down the left side” added Bella.

Sir now moved over to the other barber’s chair that Cindy had been handcuffed to with a white cape around her shoulders pinned snug around her neck.

As Sir approached his workbench Cindy looked at her reflection with her long thick blond hair which touched her waist and covered her fringe and eyes covered over by the cape around her shoulders in absolute silence and off course still a scowl grimace frown on her face.

Sooner than Cindy expected Sir gripped her head and pushed it forward and pulled out her tresses that were covered from under the cape.

Sir turned toward his workbench once more before he again gripped Cindy’s head and pushed it forward switching on his electric clippers with the 3.5 - 3/8” blade to start with taking into account the length of the tresses of hair that covered Cindy’s head. 

All that could be heard was  the humming of Sir’s Electric  Clippers as Cindy felt the buzzing sensation on the back of her neck and watched as long tresses of her thick blond hair fell into her lap higher and higher went the clippers, shearing away her waist long 80’s hairstyle and turning back the clock.

With one hand he picked up section after section of her of her thick blond hair covering her shoulders and with the other he placed the clippers on her nape and moved up the back of her head quickly in swift motions from her nape to her crown, pass after pass.

Sooner than later the barber now moved to her right side and tilted Cindy’s head to the left and once again the electric clippers worked their way up behind her right ear and then over her right ear pass after pass taking her blond tresses of hair down short.  Barber then moved over to her left side tilted her head to the right and worked his clippers over the left side as well.

He let Cindy’s head go and she caught a look at her hair that now covered the cape and the floor. She almost gasped at the sight as neither she nor any of those in the waiting area could recognize her only minutes ago a female hooligan with her long thick blond hair which touched her waist and covered her fringe and eyes – now looking more like a teenager out of the 1950s covered over by the cape around her shoulders in absolute silence and off course a scowl grimace frown still on her face.

Mater Barber now returned to his workbench yet again and changed the blade on his electric clippers to 00000 - 1/125 then came back behind Cindy once again and with a firm hand tilted her head straight down to her chest this time ignoring her moaning and scowl grimace frown still on her face.

To Bella’s delight the sound of the Electric Andis Clippers pop on Nrrrrrrr soon drowned Cindy’s moaning as Master Barber (Sir) took to tapering the back of her head before changing the clipper blade once again to 0000 - 1/100 and creating a tight taper / faded effect along Cindy’s hairline all the way around the back before moving to right side followed by the left side and repeating the process that completed the tapered / faded finish. 

The clippers went silent yet again before Sir looked at the female police officer (Madam) and said “I am nearly done here if you want to arrange for the police patrol paddy wagon to pick them up”.

A police van (also known as a patrol wagon, paddy wagon, Black Maria or police carrier) is a type of vehicle operated by police forces. Police vans are usually employed for the transportation of prisoners inside a specially adapted cell in the vehicle and or for the rapid transportation of a number of officers to an incident.

Madam replied “already done Sir... it should be here soon Sir” with a smile on her face as Sir returned to the work bench removed the 0000 - 1/100 blade and replaced it with the 00000 - 1/125 blade yet again. Sir walked back behind Cindy and tilted her head back slightly but firmly with one hand and with the other hand placed the humming clippers with the 00000 - 1/125 blade at her fringe and started to pass them from Cindy’s fringe across the top of her head quickly in swift motions all the way to her crown, pass after pass leaving her with a very very short crew / buzz cut and all the tresses of her hair covering her lap and the floor.

Madam headed over to Master Barbers’ Barber Shop door and took a look to see if the paddy wagon had arrived to collect the four girls distant Juvie Lockup before turning to Bella and saying “OH Gosh it’s raining and really windy out there. Strange  there are these two women standing outside the terraced houses across the road with the wind blowing and the rain  starting to play more havoc, looking awfully strange batting their long hair around their her faces”.

Bella said “Ma’am should I go out there and ask if they need any help… maybe they are both lost Ma’am”

   (To Be Continued - Parts 10 through 15 will follow soon) 

Asia's School Boys' Looking More Like Girls' &  School Girls' Looking More Like Night Club Guests'

Barber Shops closing down because both parents and schools' no longer care about discipline

What has become of Asia's strict and disciplined school system's?

Uniform is compulsory for all students, not only at primary and secondary school but also at the pre-university (Junior College) level. Though the colours vary from school to school, the normal uniform for boys is shorts or long pants in the specified colour and material, with a short-sleeved shirt (often white) while girls' uniforms include pinafores or skirts, with blouses and shorts underneath.

Uniform requirements are laid down in great detail by each school and these are rigorously enforced.

Colours and styles for shirts or blouses, and for trousers or skirts, are tightly specified, and in some cases the shirt or blouse must have military-style epaulettes, and/or a metal badge on each collar, and so on. Because of the tropical climate, blazers and ties are worn only for special occasions. In some schools, ties are also worn on Mondays. It is therefore the boy's shirt or girl's blouse, rather than a blazer as in the UK, on to which the school badge must be sewn. Nearly all schools require white socks and white shoes. Some schools forbid girls to wear coloured bras.

At almost all secondary schools, boys are not permitted to wear long trousers until they start secondary 3 (normally the year in which a student turns 15, but in certain cases he might be a year or even two years older). In a few schools, the year of changing from shorts to longs is secondary 4; and in one or two, such as Catholic High School, male students must wear short trousers throughout their time at the school.

It appears that the rule Outlandish hairstyles are not allowed and a schools' management reserves the right to reject any new hairstyle it deems inappropriate for school as listed below has been FORGOTTEN or OVERLOOKED:

Boys:  

• No dyeing or highlighting of hair.
• Hair at the back of the head and around the ears must be sloped. Overlap hairstyle is not allowed.
• The fringe must not touch the eyebrows when combed down.
• Face must be clean shaven. Sideburns, moustache and beard are not allowed.

Girls:

• Girls with long hair must tie it up neatly with black, dark blue or dark brown hair accessories, ensuring that the fringe does not touch the eyebrows or is pinned up at all times as shown here.
• Girls with short hair must also keep the fringe from touching the eyebrows or pin it up as shown here.
• Dyeing or highlighting of hair is not allowed.
• Hair Extensions are not allowed.
• The school management reserves the right to reject any new hairstyle it deems inappropriate for school.

So why not bring back a regulation mandatory hairstyle for all school boys and all school girls in Asia and a weekly visit from the school barber to every school.

Regulation Boy's Cut: 




I had long hair until I was dragged to the school\s Barber Shop and I love the new look
The haircut is tapered short and done with Electric Clippers allowing a competent school barber to haircut one boy every seven minutes or at least ten school boys an hour.

 Regulation Girl's Cut:

I had long hair until I was lined up at the school\s Barber Shop behind some boys in my class and one other female classmate.

.The haircut is short and done with Electric Clippers and scissors allowing a competent school barber to haircut one girl every ten minutes or at least eight school girls an hour. Amazingly the same male barbers who haircut the boys also cut the girls and they are so "bloody" good at what they do.

School boys and girls walking around with long fancy hair and some with colour streaks is a real disgrace to the principles of discipline. No more school barber or discipline master in Asia's School's why?

 

Bring back a school barber urgently..............They need it.

 

 URGENT

  

Say Goodbye to The OLD & Hello to The New

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A New Concept Barber Shop for Males & Females 

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A SCHOOL BOY'S HAIRCUT

ANY COMPETENT BARBER SHOULD CUT THIS FOR EVERY TEENAGE SCHOOLBOY THAT SITS IN HIS BARBER'S CHAIR WITHOUT WASTING TIME ASKING THE BOY OR HIS PARENTS "HOW YOU WANT HIS YOUR HAIR CUT TODAY?"

Every schoolboy should feel the barber let go of his head and catch a look at himself in the mirror only to be almost gasped at the sight and barely recognize himself -- a kid out of the 1950s should look back at every schoolboy from the barbershop mirror.
 

As is the video all barber's should be required to cut all school boy's hair in a very high and tight fade with a part down the left side.

Inline with tradition the barber should then turn to his workbench in front of the mirror and opena jar of Brylcreem before picking up the spray gun and wetting the boy's hair before grabbing a large dollop of the créme and massaging it slowly into the boys' hair,  working it in -- running his hands though the boys' hair until every hair was thoroughly greased.

Barber should comb the boys' hair into place, taking care to create a sharp part and swept back style that leaves every schoolboys' forehead clear.

In the mirror each boy and his mother should see the final image, pure 1950's schoolboy -- hair shiny with grease and ready to look immaculate in school uniform shorts and shirt!
 

A Busy Day at Master Barber's Busy Barber Shop (Part 8)

Ma’am then turns to Bella and said… “After the haircuts I think we should treat Master Barber and Imee to a coffee and snack at Mazza Gallerie. It is small upscale shopping mall in Chevy Chase on the border of Maryland and Washington, DC. There is a McDonald’s and my favorite Mazza Café and Subway there. My treat …. And I will not take no for an answer Bella”

Bella looked at Stephanie, the female police office (Ma’am) with a smile on her face and said “Ma’am YES Ma’am”.

As Imee walked back towards the chair where Alcee had just been shorn and was still handcuffed, the Barber shop door opened and a lady wearing an Indian Sari walked in with a teenage child who looked very tense and had tears on his eyes. 

The mother looked at Sir and said “Good Afternoon I am after a proper short back and sides for this young man………he starts Grammar School next week.”           

Master barber looked at the lady and said “Sure no problem Ma’am”.  He then turned to Bella and the Female Police Officer and said with a smile on his face “Strange times have changed….. Grammar Schools would never have enrolled or allowed any boy with that boofy hair he has to enter their gates let alone for any St Edwards boy to even be seen with long hair right! ” 

Bella smiled and said “Sir my neighbors’ younger brother back home attends a military school and I remember his dad having to take him for a drastic haircut the night before his admission interview because the school was so..so strict and boys with long boofy hair are usually tagged sissy’s and  automatically refused admission without any thought or hesitation”

The Female Police Officer (Madam) looks at boy’s mother and asks” you mean he is going to be a St Edwards Grammar Boy…. Right?” 

The boys’ mother answered “yes my son here is a very smart boy and was chosen because of his grades”.

“Sir, he really needs either you or Imee to take care of him I think Sir” The Female Police Officer (Madam) said to Master Barber before looking at the boys mother again and with a firm voice said “Well you brought him to the right place, all St Edwards boys must be well groomed short back and sides haired boys and looking at your little man here with his boofy long sissy hair, he needs more than just a trim from some fancy shopping mall salon apprentice.  The barbers here will be able to rectify this problem, so take a seat here in the waiting area and do not worry. You young man get your bum into that chair over there” pointing to Imee who was removing the cape and handcuffs’ off Alcee.

“Now keep your mouth shut boy. Go and wait your turn in the chair there” yelled Master Barber at the soon to be St Edwards Grammar Boy also pointing him to Imee’s direction.

Master Barber (Sir) looked at the boys mother and said”ma’am do not worry we will rectify his problem, and make a Grammar School boy out of him, I promise you ma’am”.

The boy’s mother just looked at Sir with a sign of relief on her face and said “oh thank you  ... thank you sir …”

As the boy walked slowly and hesitantly towards Imee, Alcee’s bum had left the barbers chair making room for boy’s bum. Imee looked at the boy and said with a firm and assertive voice “hurry up ---- here boy”.  The boy gave Imee a distressed look showing his unhappiness and mental suffering, grief and anxiety that this visit to the Barbershop was causing him.

Again Imee could be heard saying “hurry up ---- here boy” as the boy finally stood in front of the chair and frowned at his mother saying “मैं अपने बालों मम्मी कटौती नहीं करना चाहते हैं ... और इस व्याकरण स्कूल माँ के बारे में परवाह नहीं है” I do not want to cut my hair mummy...and do not care about this Grammar School mummy, before his mother replied with a loud and firm voice “मुझे लगता है कि नाई कुर्सी जोनाथन में आपको ले जाने के लिए पहले आप अपने बाल कटवाने मिल जाएगा और आप ग्रामर स्कूल के लिए जा रही हो जाएगा, तो एक मूर्ख की तरह व्यवहार कर रही रोक” you will get your haircut and you will be going to Grammar School, so stop behaving like an idiot before I have to carry you into that barber’s chair Jonathan.

Suddenly, a loud and commanding voice sounded “Sit DOWN on that chair now and don't move!" as Master Barber Snapped at Jonathan. 

Jonathan was somewhat shocked by Sir’s authoritative and commanding voice and immediately followed his orders sitting the barbers chair.

Imee, the lady haircutter then grabbed a neck strip and secured tightly around Jonathan’s neck with just enough room to breathe. She then picks up a white cape and with a sudden violent flick emanating from the action places it around Jonathan’s body, simultaneously pulling the cape up securely and forcing it around his neck, pinning it securely and fastening the stud of the cape tightly around Jonathan’s neck.  

Jonathan felt the pressure of the stud in the back of his neck. The sensation of the cape around his arms and below his knees resting and stroking his bare skin seeing he wore school boys' shorts.

Jonathan looked up in absolute silence at his reflection and the long thick hair that dragged over his face several inches below the chin and the sides and back which also dragged down inches below his neck and the barbers white cape around his shoulders one last time.

"Now stay there and don't move till sir has finished with the other hooligan" said Imee with a loud and serious voice pointing to Cindy who was already handcuffed to the barber’s chair next to his and caped waiting her turn to be shorn.

Imee looked at Sir and said "He's all ready for you Master Barber”.

Master Barber had just finished a telephone discussion at the counter and walking towards the chair where Cindy the female hooligan was waiting to be shorn when Bella looked at Stephanie the Female Police Officer (Madam) and said “why doesn't Sir finish with that boy first seeing his mother is waiting and you said you need to call for the police van to take the girls back anyway Madam?

“Great idea Bella” replied Madam before walking up to Sir as he approached the barbers chair Cindy sat in and said “Sir I think you could take care of the boy here first seeing his Mum and Grammar School are waiting for him Sir”.

Sir replied “ OK …. Ma’am”

Sir walked towards his workbench and picked up the Electric Andis Clippers, and a bottle of clipper oil again, he oiled the machine yet again before applying the 3.5 - 3/8” blade to start with taking into account the long tresses of hair that covered Jonathan’s head.

Master Barber (SIR) came back behind Jonathan who was in the chair with something in his hand but the Jonathan didn't get a chance to see any part of it other then the cord that was leading to it and said out loud “All off Regulation Grammar School Short Back & Sides for Jonathan here ma’am right” to Jonathan's mother who sat in the waiting area.

Jonathan’s mother (Mum) was so proud; nobody in her family had ever been clever enough to go to a grammar school so much so that she had told everyone she met about it.

Mum looked at Sir and pondered for a moment was a tidy up sufficient or does he really need Regulation Grammar School Short Back & Sides she thought?

“OK I think a bit shorter than what he has now.. and like you said Regulation Grammar School Short Back & Sides would be good Mr. Barber Sir” with smile of relief on her face.  But what mum didn't know was Master Barber’s Regulation Grammar School Short Back & Sides unlike previous tidy ups Jonathan got at some shopping center salon were quite different and indeed short.

Before Jonathan could say anything Master Barber now standing behind Jonathan tilted Jonathan’s head straight down to his chest and all that could be heard was the sound of the Electric Andis Clippers pop on Nrrrrrrr the sound of them filled the room.  With one hand he picked up sections of the boys hair which dragged down inches below his neck and with the other he placed the clippers on the boy’s nape and moved up the back of his head quickly in swift motions from his nape to his crown, pass after pass.

At this point all that Jonathan could see was piles of his long thick tresses of hair land on his lap and the floor before his very eyes, which  he did not seem to enjoy considering he had a miserable look on his face as if he was being brutally whipped or caused physical pain.  He uttered “ please… please do not cut it so short man…………..stop cutting so much………..in an assertive and arrogant manner”.

Master barber just ignored him and did his job with a smile on his face.

All that his mum could see was her son’s long thick hair finally falling onto the white cape and floor before her very own eyes. All could see the sign of relief on her face as her long haired son was being transformed into a Grammar School Boy finally.

Tresses are locks of long hair, commonly seen as a woman's hair or a hippy / sissy boy sporting long hair.

Master Barber now tilted Jonathan’s head to the left and we could all see the electric clippers work their way up behind his right ear. Then over his right ear pass after pass taking his tresses of hair down to short fuzz.   Sir then moved over to his left side and worked them over the left side as well.

Bella looked at his mum and Stephanie the Female Police Officer (Madam) and said “your son Jonathan is starting to look like a real trendy young man already ma’am”.

Stephanie the Female Police Officer (Madam) with a smile face said “Bella I totally agree with you young lady… he is much better looking without all that long hair”. 

Jonathan’s mother smiled and nodded he head at Bella & Stephanie in agreement.

Again the electric clippers went silent for a few seconds.

Master Barber now changed the blade on his clippers again to 000 - 1/125 then came back behind Jonathan once again and tilted his head straight down to his chest again; all that could be heard was the sound of the Electric Andis Clippers pop on. Nrrrrrrr and the barber took to tapering the back of his head before changing the clipper blade once again to 0000 - 1/100 and creating a tighter taper / faded Grammar School Short Back & Sides look along Jonathan’s hairline all the way around the back before moving to right side followed by the left side and repeating the process and completing the tapered / faded Grammar School Short Back & Sides finish.  The sound of the clippers and Jonathan’s moaning had filled the barber shop.

The regular Grammar School Short Back & Sides haircut, side-parted with tapered back and sides, has been since the 1950’s and still is considered a clean cut fashion and preferred by parents and school authorities at quality schools and all Grammar Schools in the United Kingdom,  United States, Australia, New Zealand , Singapore and many other countries.

Master Barber finished with the clippers and took a spray bottle and sprayed the top of Jonathan’s hair making it damp but not soaking wet.

He then took a hairbrush and started brushing it straight back making it stick up on the top before asking Jonathan’s mum “ Ma’am you like his hair side parted to the right or left?”

At this point of time Jonathan’s hair was all kind of spiked up on the top of his head.

Mum replied “you decide… whatever grammar school requires” with a smile on her face.

“No problem ma’am a part down the left side it will be” replied Master Barber.

Master Barber then picked up his Andis comb and created a part down the left side of Jonathan’s head before walking back towards his workbench, taking a bottle of clipper oil, he oiled the electric clippers.

Soon Sir picked up his electric clippers with no guard, Andis Black Clipper Comb commonly used for clipper cuts or flattops and the clipper-over-comb cutting technique.  He turns to Jonathan and walked over to his right side to start the clipper-over-comb cutting technique. 

Master Barber used the comb to elevate segments of Jonathan’s hair that was spiked up on the top of his head starting at the right side and then cut by one stroke of the electric clippers which he held in his barbers’ cutting hand leaving Jonathan’s hair a little shorter than two (2) inches long total on the top of his head.

All Jonathan could see taking into account the length of the tresses of hair that still covered the top of his head was lots of his thick hair falling onto cape before his very own eyes. 

Sooner than later his head felt a lot lighter and the hair on top of his head was now shorn down to a little shorter than two (2) inches long total on the top being the required length for a regulation Grammar School Haircut.

The clippers’ stationary blade (the lower blade) is positioned so as to be parallel to the comb. 

This technique is ideal for cutting off long tresses of hair without wasting too much time using scissors.

Again this cutting technique is usually used by barbers for sides/sideburns and the bottom area of the haircut by the neck. However club cutting, free hand clippers over comb and or scissor over comb are only usually used to do away with the bulk of one’s hair by experienced or military barbers like Sir.

Again the electric clippers went silent.

Sir returned the clippers to his workbench and picked up his razor. He now tilted the Jonathan’s head straightforward as he did with Fat Boy’s and others alike and slid the razor into his nape scrapping it across the back of his neck.

He ran the razor up over his right ear and down his right cheek. He went around to her left side and ran it over her left ear and down his other cheek. He wiped Jonathan’s hairline off with a paper towel and threw the towel into a bin.

He now put some lotion on his hand and applied it to Jonathan’s skin where he had just shaved. 

The smell was like a tough guy’s aftershave lotion and very cooling on his skin.

“Short enough ma’am” he said to Jonathan’s mum.  Mum then walked towards the barber’s chair and carefully inspected her son’s  regulation Grammar School Haircut before saying “Good Job Sir, I’ll be bringing my Jonathan back regularly I think”.

Sir looked at Mum and said “Ma’am do not worry if your boy here does not take a pride in his appearance and keep his hair well-groomed to a regulation Grammar School Haircut, and above the ears and off the collar, to permit the correct wearing of the school cap at all times by making a visit to my barber shop every month, he will learn the hard way”.

“The hard way what do you mean?” asked Mum.

“Well in front of the whole class he will be humiliated and out of the classroom marched by a prefect without any prior notice in single file down the stair case at the back of the foyer at St Edwards Grammar and find himself standing at a door with the sign "Barber" on it.

One by one the boys who do not follow school rules are filed in and pointed to the school’s old style leather barber's chair.

The barber there is an old guy and former marine core barber that shows no mercy, his head will be gripped, pushed forward and a cape thrown around, and placed over paper towel 'round his neck before he hears the old barber switch on a pair of clippers and feel the buzzing sensation on the back of his neck as he watches as his hair fall into his lap -- higher and higher the clippers will work their way, shearing away all the hair he has to a regulation military crew cut. The crew cut is supposed to serve as a punishment and deterrent so that he makes sure he visits a barber shop regularly and never needs to trouble the school barber again by disobeying school rules” replied Sir.

“Did you hear that Jonathan?” asked his mum as he sat in the Barber’s chair with a frown on his face still.

“Yes... I did and I don’t want a crew cut this is bad enough mummy”

“ OK … boy your all done…I will be seeing you again in about three weeks I guess” said sir to Jonathan as he removed the cape.

   (To Be Continued - Parts 9 through 15 will follow soon)