My hair has turned shockingly white since my dad was killed last October. It was dark gray prior. It turns out, the law is going to treat the perpetrator of his and his wife's murder accordingly and appropriately so I can rest a bit easier.
I'm going in tomorrow for a high and tight haircut consisting of maybe a 0.5 inch on top and maybe 0.25 inches remaining on the sides haircut. Talk me out of it.
I'd like to look like a recently retired 58 year-old man again who wasn't struck by lightning or a man who stuck his finger on a high voltage line. Seriously, my hair went from black/gray to Colonel Sanders white in a few months time. Nothing worse than a dude with white, curly hair that can be chewed in the front while the back reaches his shoulders. I look like a hipster-doofus, ancient surfer dweeb who sleeps in a dumpster behind the Tommy Bahama outlet on Redondo.
I'm thinking high and tight with some grey dye for age appropriateness. Talk me out of it.
I'm keeping the cargo shorts with flip-flops and bowling shirt attire. I wore hospital pharmacy scrubs every day for 34 years so comfort has become mandatory. I hope to never wear long pants again....none of you invite me to funerals or weddings please. Scrubs are amazingly comfortable but not a good look on the driving range or at the mall.
