“You Want The Miles Morales or Eddy Gordo Shape Up?” is all I Ever Wanted to Hear From A Barber

Every so often I’ll see tweets or posts from friends mentioning their barber. In them, the barber seems like a wise sage speaking truths or an intelligence officer providing intel for their field operator as they prep them for action. I’ve heard tell of so many interactions between barber and client over the years and have never experienced this. Folks be speaking bout their barber as if they’re jaeger drift compatible. The struggle of your barber moving away, having to find another, or refusing to ever go to another because it feels like cheating. This is a sacred bond. A bond of trust and one I’ve never known. Doesn’t matter the gender/ how you identify, there’s something personal about someone else doing your hair. There’s a trust there with that barber, stylist, etc. Conversations naturally occur and you get to know one another. …my lack of sports knowledge hindered me greatly in this tho. (I don’t wanna look too deep into this for fear of finding out it’s cause I’m actually boring.) So for me, it always feels like I’m outside in the rain watching everyone in the barbershop laughing and celebrating. There’s also a barbecue going on in there for some reason… as well as line dancing. Moving around as a kid so much I never had the barber consistency. It feels like being born without a quirk (Izuku Midoryia) or the ability to use ninjitsu (Rock Lee). But whatever, I grow my hair out most of the time and don’t need a barber like that anyhow. So, maybe it’s not that serious…