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Business in Front, Party in the Back
Written by Nick Hansen
Friday, 02 March 2007
Right before winter break last semester we were playing Beirut in my apartment and I asked the group of people there what I should do with my hair. Now keep in mind the state of mind I might have been in at this time. One person said, “you should grow a mullet, and then a week later shave your head.”
That night I hopped on Facebook and created a group calling my peers to support my decision to grow a mullet. When I woke up the next day I was surprised to see that nearly 70 people had joined. I was a bit freaked out, as I didn’t expect this many people to join. I wanted to delete the group but figured it would show as a sign of insecurity.
One of my roommates at the time posted a picture to the group with a photo collage of guys with mullets and asked me if this is what I was going for. Of course it was and it led to two months of hardcore hair growing.
Of course it should be duly noted that my hair grows relatively quick so having hair long enough for a mullet happened rather quickly.
Before
After
In the beginning of February I found myself having issues driving with the windows down as my hair kept blowing into my eyes. It’s very uncomfortable and I wonder how the female population copes. This led me go to my hair stylist, a friend from high school who got his certification from the San Francisco Institute of Esthetics and Cosmetology which partners with Paul Mitchell.
On a warm Saturday morning, February 17th to be exact was when I went home to the Bay Area to get my haircut. As you can imagine my parents were not very excited to see me getting the mullet cut but so be it. After the hour spent to sculpt my hair into its form we had a little photo op that clearly showed how redneck I had become.
I came back to Pacific that night and watched the Men’s Volleyball game. Upon sitting down, the press row at the game let me know that they loved the new ‘do. After the game people came up to me asking why I chose to do this. They all assumed I lost a bet, while in reality I chose to do this.
Everywhere I went I received comments from people. Most of the comments were positive while only a handful were negative. The positive reinforcement made for a wonderful week. Many friends and acquaintances said I should keep the mullet cut since the look worked on me. They were surprised how well I was able to pull it off. Very few told me it was disgusting and that I should have shaved my head that day.
A week later I found myself driving home again, but this time it was no longer warm outside. Last Saturday, February 24th, I went under the sheers to get my shave job.
For those of you who know what a buzz cut is, regular hair pruning sheers are used. There is then a different sheer that is much finer that is usually used to cut the side burns and trim the areas around the ears. I asked for that tool to be used on my entire head. If I had gone any shorter I might as well have “bicced it,” which is lathering my head with shaving cream and using a Bic razor. The last time I shaved my head was fifteen years ago, when this was the only haircut I would get.
The head is the top place where heat escapes the body and without any hair I got cold really fast. A quick trip to REI to get a beanie helped fix this problem real fast.
I returned to school again to work the Women’s Basketball game and Zach Gottlieb asked me if I was hot because I was wearing a beanie and a jacket inside the Spanos Center. I said, sure I guess so and took off my beanie. He saw my finely shaved head and was in shock. Others saw me and instantly asked what bet I had lost.
That night I wore my beanie while outside, as it really is cold outside when you have no hair on your head. I guess I’ll get used to soon enough but for now I’ll just complain a little more.
On Monday in German class I wore a beanie yet again and Steven Clark, who commented at first when I had a mullet, motioned with his hands about what was under the cap. I gave him a little teaser glimpse and he had a priceless look on his face. Later in the day during Introduction to Political Science I took my hat off during a guest lecture and people began chuckling around me.
Later on Monday night I walked into the Spanos Center again for work and Dr. Ray said “Oh look, it’s Britney Spears,” except I am not going into rehab for anything.
The many surprises that people saw and wondered why I went from one extreme to the other made them think I really lost a bet. The truthful fact is that it was a decision I had made and agreed to and this was the story of it.
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1. 12:14PM 03-06-2007
you're a fool. literally.
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Right before winter break last semester we were playing Beirut in my apartment and I asked the group of people there what I should do with my hair. Now keep in mind the state of mind I might have been in at this time. One person said, “you should grow a mullet, and then a week later shave your head.”
That night I hopped on Facebook and created a group calling my peers to support my decision to grow a mullet. When I woke up the next day I was surprised to see that nearly 70 people had joined. I was a bit freaked out, as I didn’t expect this many people to join. I wanted to delete the group but figured it would show as a sign of insecurity.
