I have always had the fantasy to go to a shop and have have another person . control my haircut.  I finally got the guts to play "Barber Roulette."  

I went to a busy barber shop where I would be sure to have to wait for a . haircut.  I went to a shop that was on the other side of a large city, . somewhere I would be sure not to know anyone there.  The shop had 7 barbers . and each one was busy with a customer and five guys waiting.  Before entering . I decided that I would wait my turn and tell the barber to cut my hair . exactly as the previous customer.  

My heart was racing as I noticed that most . of the barbers were cutting very short cuts.  I have had my hair cut in a . traditional businessman's style.  So, I had never had it very short.  As each . barber finished, my heart began racing even fas! ter.  I was now second in . line.  I had narrowed it down to probably three barbers who were finishing . their customers.  The guy in front of me was called to the chair and now I . sat somewhat patiently for my turn.  

Two barbers completed their cuts.  One . was cutting a High and Tight and the othe was cutting a longer crewcut.  I . was really nervous about getting a short cut and was now wanting the crewcut. .  The barber cutting the crewcut nodded toward the seating area and walked in . the back.  My heart sank.  

The other barber motioned for me to take a seat.  . My heart was pounding through my chest!  I sat in the chair and the barber . secured the cape around my neck.  He then asked, "What would it be?"  I said, . "I liked the cut you just finished and would like the same."    He replied, . "Exactly the same?"  "Yes," I said.  The next thing I remember was th! e . humming sound as he turned on the clippers.  

He firmly placed his hand on top . of my head and put the clippers at the base of my neck.  The feeling of the . clippers running up the back of my head was exciting.  He continued to run . the clippers up the back and each side of my head.  I was a bit nervous in . the fact that I thought he had gone way too high.  He then turned his . attention to the hair on top.  He lifted the hair in front with a comb and . ran the clippers across the comb.  A large portion of hair fell down in front . of my face and onto the cape.  

At this point I couldn't decide if I really . wanted to watch or not.  I had no choice since I was not facing a mirror.  . After cutting the top for a few moments he picked up another set of clippers . and ran them along the sides of my head again.  I then felt the warmth of the . lather on the sides of my head.  He then took a r! azor and shaved the sides . completely smooth.  

He made some finishing touches and then turned the chair . around so that I could see my new look.  I did not recognize myself.!  I . loved the new look.  I told the barber that it was fine, paid the man, and . walked out of the shop a little taller than I entered.   . I experienced that cut in the summer of 1998.  I now play "Barber Roulette" . every summer.  It is a yearly experience that I eagerly look forward to!