Help Me, Ken Watanabe. You're My Only Hope.

I still get stressed out whenever I have to get my haircut.

Last year I made the mistake of going to one of my student's mom's place to get my haircut. This was a bad idea. The woman's "face" ended up being on the line, so basically she cut two hairs, fled across the room, made me some coffee, and then ushered me out. After that I stuck with the woman who kept the place beside the headstone seller. She was not related to any of my students and didn't have to worry about what might happen if...