Get a haircut in Canada

Every friend who has lived or still lives abroad will certainly encounter the same thing-a haircut.

Because China people's hairstyles, hair qualities and hairstyles are very different from those of westerners, if foreign hairdressers are invited to "beautify" their hair, they will have to do as the Romans do and let the hairdressers enjoy themselves.

The first time I went abroad was in June in hot summer. I cut my hair for the first time abroad to show my mental neatness. A few years later, that hair was called the most pleasing head by friends, hehe. It was the same hairstyle that accompanied me for four months after I first arrived in Canada. After a month and a half, my hair is already very long. Although I live in Chinatown, although the cost of China Barber Shop there is not high, if I convert 4 Canadian dollars into RMB, it will cost more than 20 yuan. I thought about it, but I still ignored it. I joked with my friend and said, "My head is not worth that much money." Because in the first few days in Canada, no matter how much money you spend, you always have to change it into RMB in your mind to measure your expenses.

By the end of September, my hair was too long, and I was especially unaccustomed to the feeling that the hair on my forehead rubbed my eyes and nose a little, so I picked up scissors and moved in front of the mirror on a slightly leisure night. Spread a big newspaper on the desk, put the mirror on it and put your head in front of the mirror-first, start with the hair on your forehead, trace the mirror and cut it with small scissors ... "Not bad, quite neat!" Looking at the tufts of hair flying in the newspaper and left on my forehead, I enjoyed it with a sense of accomplishment. Then he turned his face to the left, squinted at the right and stared at the scissors with great strength; Then, in turn, twist your face right and squint left. Appreciate before and after, still satisfied; I touched the hair that grew along the back of my neck again, and I didn't come up with a solution after thinking for a long time. LoOK at the overall effect, ok, that's it. Happy to wash and comb, the more you look, the more satisfied you are, hehe. ...

When I went to school the next day, everyone seemed to be looking at some novel animals, and they also gave me strange eyes from time to time. It seems that my craft is not bad, at least I can become the focus of everyone. After learning that I cut my own hair, several students from China asked me about this unique skill, claiming that I could cut a cool hairstyle for my cat and dog ... I gave them a chance to regret it because I didn't tell anyone about it. Not long after that, I gritted my teeth because I thought my hair was too long. I went to a barber shop in China and got a more orthodox China hairstyle. The tip was $4+1-the barber was an aunt from the northeast.

Now think about the novelty or thrift at that time, and the impulse to get a haircut is still very interesting; But I have to admit that my bad image is even worse because of my scissors.

I have been fixing my hair in this China barber shop for the next two years. Although I changed my boss here once, my skills are not bad. Even in 2003, I moved from Toronto to the small town of Windsor, and I went back to get a haircut while working.

Lao Qin's First "Labor Reform"

Windsor is a small city. Although there are not many people in China, there is no Chinese barber shop. According to legend, there used to be one, but unfortunately it closed down because there were not many people patronizing it. Later, I learned that most people in China bring their own scissors and electric clippers. You help me cut my hair, and I'll help you solve the urgent need for a haircut. I have no chance to escape trial.

In the summer of 2003, my neighbor, Lao Qin, said that there was an electric hair clipper and urged me to arrange my hair. I measured Lao Qin's hairstyle from left to right, and looked at his hands full of blue veins and trembling slightly, full of distrust. Old Qin quickly argued that the electric clipper has a seat and can be pushed against the scalp. I can stay as long as I want to ensure that there is no problem ... I was finally hit hard.

There were several big newspapers on the floor with a chair in the middle. I sat in the chair with bare arms and shorts ready for a change. Old Qin carefully dug out the tightly packed electric clipper, brushed the knife, connected the power supply, turned on the switch, and the noise proved that this guy was working normally. Old Qin blew the blade and tried it with his thumb ... "Sharpen the knife to pigs and sheep". What other words can be used to describe it?

"Ready, let's go!" Lao Qin hit the nail on the head. I feel that half the sky is cold, and the embroidered hair on my head has fallen on my body. It hurts! I haven't decided yet. It's just a cigarette. Old Qin's big palm patted me on the head. "all right." When you look in the mirror, there are no words to express, and you want to cry without tears. I have a long head and a keen brain. He pushed his seat an inch to give me a haircut. I don't know how deep his hands are, and his hair is up and down. I took photos for a long time and said to him, "Boss, you can take down that push seat and shave me." Lao Qin also accepted my criticism after expecting it, and directly pushed it along the scalp with a pushing knife ... Well, that's more like it, so it's quite neat. However, my oval head sparkles.

Looking at the mirror and touching the bald head with stubble, I giggled for a long time before I came to my senses. Old Qin pointed to my head and said, "What happened? Not bad, right? "

I turned to him and asked him, "Big Brother, who have you been in charge of before?"

He said no one was treated.

I asked blankly, "Then why did you buy this scissors?"

"My wife shaved my head."

He didn't even look at me when he said this, so he wiped hair clipper intently. ...

When friends saw this head shape, they all asked: Where did the bandits come from and where are they going? One day I went out to play with Lao Qin, wore a black T-shirt and took a photo, all of which were called "reform through labor".

After wearing a hat for nearly three months, my hair became a bit fashionable. However, when the weather and mood were very hot in those days, baldness really made me feel much better.

Korean flavor, exotic hairstyle

That is, after four months of baldness, the hair can be combed separately; Soon it will be too long. I need a haircut. Comrade Lao Qin urged me to take a knife again, but I refused again and again, saying I didn't want a haircut. Finally, he lost a meal in jiaozi, and he let me go.

One day, I went to a Chinese supermarket to buy food, and I saw a "China person" handing out leaflets, which wrote beauty salons, service prices and so on in Chinese. I keep it in mind, just one day to get a haircut. I just want to speak Chinese as soon as I enter the door. I only heard the female hairdresser talking to the woman who was getting a haircut, not Chinese. The proprietress greeted me in English. After listening to her English pronunciation and the conversation with that lady just now, and looking at the decoration and some words in the room, I guess she is Korean. She asked me to sit down and wait, took some magazines, and I flipped through them. ...

Let nature take its course I hope Koreans, after all, are next to China, and their heads are similar to those of China. Anyway, it's better than letting Lao Qin handle the knife, hehe.

It's my turn She asked me in English what kind of hairstyle I wanted, and I described it as it is now, only shorter. She doesn't seem to understand me. She took out many photos and asked me which one I wanted. I chose a hairstyle similar to mine now, and she gave me an OK, so she took hair clipper and laid hands on him. After all, this is what I do. I am quick, accurate and agile. I just think that when she pushed me from the back of my head, the clipper went straight and high ... After a while, she put down hair clipper, trimmed it with scissors, cut it thin, and brushed my stubble with a sponge. Well, soon. I stood up and looked in the mirror. I looked sideways at the back of my head. I'm a Korean barber! Push your back up, above the temple level, and push it flat, not round, just like Korean men's high-top hairstyle.

Make do. Different cultures can't expect to be satisfied with fixing everything. As a result, this Wang also spent me 12 yuan, which is the most valuable thing in my life.

After returning, the soldier showed it to Comrade Lao Qin and got the old Qin's "better than me!" Good evaluation. Later, I went to Toronto on business and went to the barber shop in Chinatown to get my hair cut twice. It was made by China people themselves, comfortable and authentic.

I remembered these things when I had my hair cut the other day. It's interesting to think about it, so just write them down as a souvenir.