I’ve grown to like the internet. I depend on it to supply me with information on every subject imaginable. It let me down the other day when I did a search on “What Percentage Of Wives Cut Their Husband’s Hair?” A single line of print on Yahoo’s site suggested that I might want to survey people on this question and so I’m conducting my own right here on “shirlandyou.”
By now, you are probably getting the idea that I cut my husband’s hair. I do. I am my husband’s favorite hair dresser. Why, I don’t know, but he’s always hated to go for haircuts, especially if it were in a beauty salon. When it comes to haircuts he will settle for nearly anything, rather than go out and waste all that time getting one. Fussy? Well, occasionally he does say, “Does it look a little chopped on this side?” Some husbands wouldn’t trust their wives to cut their hair. My husband did get a little upset when I nipped his ear with the shears.
Before they can put out that red and white barber pole, its been said that barbers should have 1000 hours of instruction. (More about the barber pole is coming up.) So why should my husband trust me to cut his hair? He says I have barbering in my genes. My dad was a barber and joined his father in the barbering business for just a few short years. Herbert Britt, his father, my grandfather, cut hair all his life and when I was a child, had a shop for many years in the center of Sweet Valley, a room attached to the store my grandmother, May Britt, operated.
All I knew about barbering was that the barber always cuts hair too short. I remember asking my grandfather to trim my hair before my wedding. Just a trim, turned out to be a bob. I do like my husband’s hair cut short. I think that the shorter it is, the younger he looks. Any hair dresser will tell you that short hair shows off men’s facial features and gives them a stronger jaw line. You see, I do know what I’m talking about, doing it is another thing.
My only hair cutting instruction was waiting and watching my husband’s hair being cut by professionals. “Hmmmm, I thought, maybe I could do that.” And after about the fourth time my hair cuts began to look better. When they didn’t he resorted to wearing a hat quite a bit. I remember after one particularly bad cut, a woman asked my husband who cut his hair. Sliding done into my chair, I heard him say, ” my wife.” She mumbled something about liking it while I made the excuse that it was one of my worse jobs.
Let’s take a little side trip back in history because I wonder if you know that historically barbers were also dentists and surgeons. They actually did tooth extraction, bloodletting, wound surgery, and enemas. It is said that the story behind the red and white barber pole came to be when cloths used during surgery were hung outside and would oftentimes wrap around a pole. That was the beginning of the red and white barber pole. Use your imagination as to where the red came from. When my husband reads this he will remember the ear nipping episode.
I never try being creative when I cut hair, I’m sure this would worry my only customer. No, I concentrate on doing it right, yet, it still, never turns out exactly the same. When you consider the cost of hair cuts these days, we are saving money. I’ve tried to get my husband to cut my hair, but he won’t touch it. I’m glad, because he doesn’t have hair cutting in his genes.
So ladies, how many of you cut your husband’s hair? I would love to hear about your experiences. Be sure to make your comments following this “shirlandyou.” I love hearing from you.