The Bald Hairdresser
Passing Thought No. 1
Often I have passing thoughts, small ideas I find word-worthy. This is one of them. There will be many more.
I sat there as a young boy, eyes fixed on the three-strand-extravaganza on the hairdresser's scalp. He was sought after: “the best in the area”. Yet, no one seemed to talk about the fact that he had barely any hair. Sure, it wasn't his fault, but it felt odd to me. This kick-started my thought engine.
What if you don't care about receiving the thing you give? This isn't actually that uncommon. Anyone who doesn't enjoy their job might be in this exact position. Someone selling lawnmowers might not be a gardening enthusiast. But what if it's something more akin to a passion? Maybe there's a concert pianist out there who can't stand listening to piano music, or an actor who doesn't watch any movies.
People who provide things they may not personally appreciate fascinate me. This is especially the case when they do so with the deft touch and electric charisma that the bald hairdresser from my home town had.
Hypothesis: bald hairdressers have a healthier relationship with separating their self-worth from hairdressing. Maybe such detachment is healthier, mentally. Reminds me of this essay: http://www.paulgraham.com/identity.html.
Hey hey Mr. Nathan :)
So of corse after seeing it's your birthday first off: viel Glück und viel Segen auf all deinen Wegen, Gesundheit und Freude seien auch mit dabei :D
For a suprise here's a fun fact about me that fits the bald barber story :) according to people i know and the designer/sewing school i went to for a little while i am quite good in designing and combining outfits and costumes even though personally i often walk around in comfy baggy clothes that can make me look oblivious to fashion or style. It's something I've always enjoyed and had a nack for but don't put to much emphasis on in my daily life for myself
Hope you have a great day and wish you all the best :D