It is not a good idea to tell your hair dresser that you are thinking of doing something new with your hair. It is true I had gotten to that near desperate time with my hair when no matter what I did, seemed to grow during the day and I would end the day looking like Chaka Khan. It takes on a life of its own after awhile. I was in a vulnerable state to say the least. She suggested shagging it (wasn't that popular in the 60's or 70's) which did not even sound good and then she showed me a picture which I did not like. Unfortunately I did not have a clear picture of what I wanted so I agreed to a longer version of the picture. Then the cutting fest began. It was like throwing red meat to a ravenous lion! She was cutting like she had never cut before! She eased me into it by not cutting that much off in the length and then proceeded to cut short layers so that I ended up looking like a teen aged boy trying to be cool. As soon as I walked in the house, the kids said, "Your hair is short!" Amazingly, my husband did not notice that there was anything different. I'm sure it's a survival technique that he discovered early on in our marriage when confronted with a disaster of this magnitude. He's also going through a crunch at work and wouldn't notice if I came into the room naked.
The only way to handle this is to act like this was my plan all along when really I'm doubling up on hair growing vitamins and waiting for it to grow. It makes no difference whether my hair is long and bushy or short and shaggy, it will take the same amount of time to deal with it. I either need to calm it down to make it look less voluminous or now fluff it up to make it look like I am a female. No matter, this is not the end of the world, right? I just need to get through work tomorrow when I will hold my shaggy head high and walk confidently in the office. Of course, there is the chance that they may not recognize me in which case they will call security and I'll get the day off!