Dave Gets a Haircut

I’ve been complaining about how I needed a haircut since I played board games with Mike in December. You see, Leslie and I don’t like meetings very much, and scheduling a haircut is sort of like a meeting. Leslie finally decided to give me a haircut. She’s never given a haircut before, and I was fine with shaving my head if it didn’t come out right.

I always shave outside because I hate cleaning whiskers from out of the sink. Normally it’s on a Saturday, so I often exchange awkward c...