the hair stylist i go to books out way in advance so i keep scheduling haircuts for evenings, because they don’t work weekends and i remain under the mistaken impression that i might get a job in the two months between booking and appointment, and like. what if i didn’t waste a whole lot of energy feeling humiliated because i, a continuously unemployed lump, now must go to get my hair cut at a very silly time for absolutely no reason. what if i didn’t make this into a whole ordeal about my general worthlessness. what if it’s just a haircut at a slightly nonroutine time of day for me. what would that be like. let’s try it. see how it goes. shall we. SHALL WE