Last Christmas, Greg’s mom got him set of clippers. I think I was more excited about the set than he was. We live in an area where ethnic hair salons and barbers are scarce. The nearest suitable barber is 30 minutes away. Haircuts are not cheap, gas isn’t either. And his hair grows back, really fast. So factor in the frequent hassle of trips to the barber, cost of gas, and cost of haircuts. For a while, he was walking around here looking like a caveman. I could.not.stand.it.
One day, we sat down and watched a few videos on YouTube and the caveman look was history. I am his official barber. I cut his hair and he shaves his face.
I rock teh clippers.