day 17

So my husband, like most people, were not able to do routine things like get their hair cut before the lockdown.  I was looking forward to him going from clean cut to hippy.  He apparently does not share my point of view.

Husband:  I found this old razor hair set.
Me: [Reading a magazine] Ok...
Husband:  Ever cut a man’s hair?
Me:  [Still reading magazine] Once, in 2005 and the guy afterwards shaved his head.
Husband:  Haha.
Me:  It’s a true story.
Husband:  It’s not hard. You put the razor on one setting, you do the sides and back, then you cut the top with scissors.  Ok maybe the angles between the sides and the top is a bit tricky because you have to even it out.
Me: [Looks up from magazine]
Husband:  I’ve gotten bad haircuts before.  Gel does wonders.
Me: [Goes back to magazine]
Husband:  Maybe we can give it a try?
Me:  [Puts down magazine] Ok.  It’s your hair.  Upside is that no-one will see you.  We’re in a lockdown. [Goes back to magazine]
Husband:  Hmmmm....
Me:  [I know what he’s thinking.  He’s thinking she’s unmotivated and incompetent on the subject, the absolute worst case scenario for a resource on a project in which he is the major stakeholder]
Husband:  Let me consider it a bit more.