Everyday NhanSense: Each day, I will blog about something that comes to mind. My goal is to practice writing about my hobbies, my interests, my opinions and so forth.
Day 39’s Topic: Haircuts with a side of enthusiasm.
I think a word I am going to be sprinkling into my blog posts for a while is “tone.” After all, the tone of my blog posts are getting more upbeat, happier and overall just a lot more optimistic.
The tone for my life as a whole is brimming with more positivity with less negativity to bring me down.
So in a sense, I am definitely a happier camper, more or less. Things aren’t perfect, but they are improving. As long as things keep going up, what’s there to complain about then?
Anyway, today after work, I got a haircut. Now, a thing about me is this – I love getting my hair cut for some reason. I don’t know why. Ever since I was a kid, I liked it when my mom would cut my hair. I looked forward to it with an almost unnatural level of glee.
And it’s not like I can do much with my hair. Honestly, I can’t grow my hair out in a flattering way or manipulate the hair to look cool, so I just have to default to that “clean cut” look, which is fine by me.
Perhaps I like being able to slide my hand through my hair. Maybe it’s because I absolutely hate it when my hair grows out and starts to touch my ears. That itchy feeling bugs me so much! The first moment I feel my hair touch my ears is when I become eager to find a barber.
My hair was beginning to look a tad scruffy, so I just decided to head to the barber today.
So here comes that word again – the “tone” of the conversation with my barber was very enjoyable.
I still recall the last time I went to this particular barber, who is an awesome guy with a hip shop. You can bet I will always tip him the extra $2 despite the low, low price of $13 for a haircut. He deserves it, both for his barber skills and his personality.
But yeah, the conversation was nice and pleasant because I didn’t have to spend whole haircut moaning and groaning about my problems. I talked about how it was nice to have a job in my situation and how things were looking up.
We also talked about sports (particularly football with the Super Bowl near), and I also appreciated how he remembered how I was in an unemployment pickle. It shows that he paid attention and remembers his customers, which is important to me.
Needless to say, a simple conversation with my barber definitely reflects how well things are turning around for me as a whole. Sure, people often resort to complaining about their respective issues.
Lack of money.
Someone who annoys them.
Their favorite team losing.
But it’s a nice change of pace just to talk about something that isn’t so dour or depressing.
It’s just so awesome to have newfound enthusiasm! Expect the tone for the next batch of blog posts to be just as jovial, barring a crazy disaster. Fingers crossed.
“Get good. Be better.” – Nhan Fiction