Snip it All Away (another hair talk)

As a birthday gift to myself I decided to go light and snip my hair away up to the nape of my neck...But such a decision involves high risk, well, being a cheap hole anyway. I left my tresses to the able hands of a cutter who only speaks three English words -- straight, extravaganza (i think) and okay. I hoped visual aids would help and I pointed to a layered cut that's kinda long.

Halfway thru his cut, the cutter realized that I had a 'rebonded' hair and he said "straight?", in a way he is expressing that hair doesn't match the picture he's looking at; I quickly came to the conclusion that I'm never going to get the cut that I wanted because his scissors went awry to the corners that I hoped he wouldn't touch.

So, that's how it ended. I got shorter hair that would be the envy of the guys who wanted to look like that defunct "Meteor Garden" band F4 (do some research here please, i'm ashamed to be associated with anything about that show). If you live in the States, I have the Steven Cojucaru going on (again I would suggest research to how he looked like). Otherwise, almost everyone I know thought I looked okay not only that I have renewed my relationship with my clips. My littlest advice, too, is if you don't want to be adventurous with your hair better stick with your regular guy at the salon. There might be a reason why they hang around there for long periods of time.