Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

I Had a Big Plan

I had a big plan about how I wanted my hair cut.
I told her how I wanted the front, the back, the sides.
I was quite specific.
Wet, I could not see what she was doing.
She is the hairdresser, so I paid her.
I was polite.
I gave her a tip.
Silly considering, I have the exact haircut I did not want.
The “boy” haircut, the one I hate the most.
The one all women seem to get when they are over sixty.
The one that says
I have no pride anymore.
I do not care if I look boy-like.
That one.
I gave her a tip?
What is wrong with me?

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M. L. Kiser November 6, 2018 at 11:19 AM I don't know about over 60 but, as a kid in grade school, I had a pixie cut that my Mom thought looked cute but, the kids at school would tease me about looking like a boy. At any age, it just doesn't fly, does it... Caren Krutsinger November 6, 2018 at 11:25 AM It never does "fly". They might as well get a razor and be done with it; I feel like I am butchered.

Line Gauthier November 3, 2018 at 2:41 PM I know, right! They don't care what you want. I've been cutting my own hair for years for exactly that reason. Caren Krutsinger November 3, 2018 at 6:57 PM I am coming to Canada, and you can cut mine too. Expect me in about four weeks.

Rhona Mcferran November 3, 2018 at 1:26 PM Oh, I've definitely been there! I knew a hairdresser once who (no matter what you wanted) would give you the EXACT same cut that she wore! :( So irritating... and I probably tipped, too... being the "too nice" person I was. Grrrr! Caren Krutsinger November 3, 2018 at 6:57 PM I do not understand why we are nice AFTER they butcher our hair!

Kim Rodrigues November 3, 2018 at 7:40 AM LOL! I keep wanting good layers. She gives me long strands. Perhaps the hairdressers try to dress us up like old ladies! I think you might be on to something. And what the heck with the extreme curls upon leaving? I throw water on my hair and begin again so my husband does not sleep with a clown :() Caren Krutsinger November 3, 2018 at 6:58 PM I tell them not to bother to style it, knowing I am coming home immediately to re-do it my way.