Innocuous things that make you irrationally embarrassed

Finally decided on a salon here picked from looking at every single one on the internet, and...you can't call a phone number at the salon, the stylists are independent and you have to call their PERSONAL PHONE NUMBERS. Ugh anxiety/procrastination city.

Circumvented by Insta dm-ing one and texting the other.

ugh. i have to outright script what i'm going to say in those circumstances, so I would have done the same thing.

irrationally embarrassed that you think $25 to ensure that the back of my head and my mustache/beard are even is somehow gonna make or break me

To second WGW, if I can't even get a good look at the back of my head when I'm sitting in a chair in front of a full length mirror while holding a smaller mirror in front of me, how in the world would I be able to buzz the back of my head myself?

with #2 all over you can't go far wrong. it is kind of annoying to have to do it myself but i prefer it to going to a hairdressers, for all the reasons listed above plus being offered a coffee which you foolishly accept so then the guy goes off and takes five minutes to make it, leaving you wondering if you're going to get out of there before your lunch break is over, then he comes back with the coffee but you can't actually drink it because, y'know, you're having your hair cut, so then you have to gulp it in one when your haircut is finished even though it's somehow still boiling hot and because it's a turkish coffee you accidentally drink and too much and get hot bitter coffee grounds in your mouth.

though it's always intriguing to see what tricks the local turkish barbers will pull out even for the cheapest haircut. last time - the time of the coffee incident - it was flicking a burning taper at my ears.

irrationally embarrassed that you think $25 to ensure that the back of my head and my mustache/beard are even is somehow gonna make or break me

To second WGW, if I can't even get a good look at the back of my head when I'm sitting in a chair in front of a full length mirror while holding a smaller mirror in front of me, how in the world would I be able to buzz the back of my head myself?

― pplains, Tuesday, May 24, 2022 3:38 PM (eight minutes ago) bookmarkflaglink

trust your other senses

i'm sticking with doing it myself, no guard and as short as the clippers will go, because it feels good. HOWEVER i've decided i'm paying for a regular beard trim because reasons. it's sort of a compromise i guess.

given how unsteady my anxiety-hand is and how I've accidentally given myself a half-mustache due to that, I am not letting myself touch any hair besides my mustache and beard which I will still fuck up

trust your other senses

That deaf, dumb, and blind boy . . sure gives a mean haircut.

clippers, one setting, one movement, i guess if you have a shoulder injury it might be difficult?

also i wouldn't put it past a deaf dumb or blind person to potentially give an excellent haircut

finding out I share any interests with friends or family

trust your other senses

― the cat needs to start paying for its own cbd (map), Tuesday, May 24, 2022 8:52 AM (one hour ago)

otm! senses like ... touch! ... did I miss a patch at the back of my neck?

and sound haha. if clippers go bzz a little higher than they are shaving hair. go till the sound stops.

^^^ otm

with #2 all over you can't go far wrong.

Social awkwardness of the haircut is exacerbated by the WAIT, in old-school babrbers that don't take bookings. It's Saturday morning, I've got a powerful hangover and there are four guys in front of me. I've read the Mirror and last month's FHM, I should get up and leave, but no, that would be wasting the emotional commitment I've already made to be sitting there in the first place.

God, I used to hate going to the hairdressers. I had a stammer that was much more pronounced when I was a kid and the hairdressers was the perfect arena to intensify it: small talk, social anxieties with strangers, earnest young women, the strong sense of being isolated and observed. My issue was always 'W's and I could sit there for minutes at a time, blushing furiously, with a 'where/why' question stuck like a pebble in the antechamber of my mouth. I have a clear memory of being about 14, sitting in the chair with the little cloth cape around my neck, the hairdresser, a whirl of skin and perfume right there right there and my mum pressing a pound into my hand saying loudly 'give this to the lady'. The burning hole of shame is as fresh and livid as if it was yesterday.

So yeah, I grew my hair after that and got it cut professionally maybe twice? I skinned it in my mid-30s and now it's once a week, clippers with the guard off. I use a mirror for the front and my hands and ears to check the back.

whew chinaski that sounds awful. i have my complaints about barbers but didn't realize the extent to which they make so many people uncomfortable.

i went back to the "new guy" i found and he's perfect, the place is perfect. online appointments. music playing overhead is not great but not loud and ignorable. no small talk. he did a fantastic job on my beard trim / shave and used like 5 different products that smelled like cement but in a good way. when he did talk it was about what he was doing and he was very accurate in his questions / descriptions. pricey but worth it, somewhat reasonable for just the trim. why i'm posting this here i have no idea.

i guess i've gotten into the shave part and the hot towel and mini spa treatment, it's nice.

Oh, I love getting a barbershop shave. It is like a mini spa treatment. They always do a much better job than I ever do, and it feels damn good.

I got a haircut yesterday. I paid way too much and the haircut was not what I asked for but the conversation was really good.

i follow a lot of outdoors / national park / hiking / biking kinds of orgs on social media, and lately there is a push to make people aware that they should be packing out their feces in wag bags. which is great. but i'm a little embarrassed about how everyone loves poop humor online now, "funny" use of the poop emoji etc. i like poop humor!! part of the fun though is that it has to still be generally considered juvenile and inappropriate. and now it's like the internet has made it feel not like that and just another witty marketing campaign. another example of the internet ruining everything i guess.

POOP EMOJI was in the NYT crossword today

sorry

ah! bummer lol

make poop gross again

related: everyone calling covid wastewater tracking the "poop meter" or w/e

every adult using the word "poop" like a three-year-old

any use of the shortened slang phrase "inspo" meaning "inspiration"
unsurprisingly you hear this a lot in a pottery studio

Any adult British person using the word "poop"

Or even poo/lav/wee etc. Nothing wrong with shite/bog/slash.

Historians of naval architecture get a pass, I hope?

unless they haven't had enough fiber i imagine

was gonna mention Pelosi saying 'poo poo'

I don't like hearing adults say poo or poop ever - somehow it's smellier than shit or crap

friends with two of my husband's friends on facebook, a married couple. they are sweet. they are burners and fire spinners. one of them will like a meme that's like "you deserve to have limitless wealth" and tag the other, who then replies "so true" or something. idk man. it's innocuous. it's embarrassing. kind of think it's rationally embarrassing? people who just want their lives to be disneyland all the time. understandable but the aggressive thoughtlessness makes it seem creepy to me.

I have an acquaintance I added on facebook some years back, and he would appear in my timeline constantly because his girlfriend (now wife) tagged him in posts all the time about how much she loved him and how excited she was about their impending wedding, and then all the minutia around planning said wedding, which lasted literal years. I found it all fairly embarrassing and somewhat annoying, although I didn't care too much because I hardly knew them, but I can't imagine even their closest friends and relatives being super thrilled with these endless posts that really could have just been shared between the two of them and left everyone else out.

people performing their private lives publically are deeply baffling to me. also people who mistake social media for "the universe" or w/e.

if you like this 'you deserve to have limitless wealth' meme you will receive a limitless number of phishing texts per day.

back to work

at coffee machine small talk with colleague

ask him what he's doing here since he's usually in our other office

colleague explains that he is always in this office

I am an idiot

"hey, you got a haircut"

"yeah, i do that sometimes"

...

I have a loud voice so any time I like stub a toe or hit my leg/arm on something, I tend to yelp like I've been shot, and then people act all concerned "are you ok" and I feel sheepish like, i stubbed my toesie-wowsies, i'm ok, nevermind my loud dramatic ass.

the man who taught his asshole how to yelp -- a William S. Burroughs tribute

Getting congratulated on my work anniversary by my Linkedin connections.

― pplains, Wednesday, July 29, 2020 7:35 AM (two years ago) bookmarkflaglink

This would infuriate me but you already know that.

I always wonder what people think who hate their job and get these messages

"You hate your job? There's a support group for that. It's called 'everybody,' and we meet at the bar." - Drew Carey

You have the option to not show this info, and therefore not get these messages btw

For me personally, it's an innocuous thing that makes me irrationally embarrassed.

Maybe they feel like "Yes - despite my curses and agnosy I have stuck it out for three years! I win!"

once got a reminder to congratulate the work anniversary of . . . my ex-wife

does linkedin suggest any good responses?